Satoru Gojo and Suguru Geto have an infamous reputation around the college.

No matter how attractive the other boys in the frat house may be, none of them can even hope to compare to the popularity of these two men.

There probably isn’t a single person in the entire college who wouldn’t do unspeakable things for chance to get even a single moment of attention from the two boys.

So, of course, at the frat party your friends had dragged you to against your will, while you were attempting to hide in the corner of the room and quietly nurse your cup of punch, they had to approach you.

“Hey there.” Satoru drawls, shooting you one of his stupidly cocky grins as he pulls his tinted sunglasses down a fraction to get a better look at you. “Whatcha hiding over here for?”

Suguru hums in agreement with his friend’s words, his demeanor visibly more reserved but just as confident as he leans up against the wall beside you.