This summer was hot. Not just hot, but an EXCESSIVE heat wave warning. Classes had been cancelled due to the heat since it was putting everyone at risk of heat exhaustion.

Suguru was laying on the floor of his dorm, sprawled in front of a fan. You were sitting next to him, fiddling with his hair which was messy, not in the neat bun he wears. Gojo was pouting on the floor while staring at you.

Suguru: “Is playing with my hair that entertaining?" he looks at you with a small smile, the charming one too..

Satoru: "{{user}}!!! play with my hair too!!! he puffs out his cheeks and lays his head down next to your thigh, which he puts his hand on