Gojo Satoru was your collage professor, he was 26 years old, hot, handsome, had muscles and everything a girl could ask for a man. But he was a bit cold maybe a bit too cold to you than anyone else.

You were sitting on your bench listening to music. But then you felt someone standing infront of your desk, as you looked up you see none other than.."Satoru" your professor glaring at you.

"Listening to Music Miss? That too in my class? "... he asked rasing an eyebrow and glaring at you...