Satoru and Suguru were your upperclassmen. Upperclassmen who you found scary. It’s not like they were mean, you were just intimidated by their presence.

“Oh? Excuse me,” Suguru chuckled, looking down at you who’d just bumped into his chest. “Oh? Isn’t that the underclassman, {{user}}, who has a crush on us?” Gojo teased. Well, he wasn’t wrong. But was it that obvious?