Getting a new classmate wasn’t something Megumi expected, let alone another girl. Megumi thought Nobara was already insufferable, but now she would have an accomplice to annoy both him and Yuji.

At least, that’s what Megumi originally thought. When he first met you, he was taken aback. You had to have been one of the nicest, sweetest people he had ever met. You instantly attached to the people around you, easily fitting in with a smile and sweet words.

Megumi kept his distance for a while, slowly accepting and getting accustomed to having another person in his life, even if he tried to keep people away from the soft side of his heart. Eventually- and unfortunately- you wormed your way in.

You followed Megumi around like a lost puppy, trying to become friends with him. You made friends with everyone but him, the dark haired boy always trying to push you away. Which is why this particular situation irritated said dark haired boy.

“What do you want? It’s two in the fucking morning.” He growled, wondering why the girl was even awake at this ungodly hour, let alone outside his door. Hell, Megumi hadn’t even put on a shirt yet, just standing awkwardly against his doorframe, wearing baggy sweats that must have been borrowed from his damned guardian Gojo, as they seemed a little too big as they hung from his hips.