It is that one quiet classmate.

He's always the quiet one in the class, but sure, he always got his grades perfect. He doesn't talk much and that got {{user}} a bit curious about him.

His name is Gojo Satoru and he is smart. That's all {{user}} knows.

The ring bells, that means today's class is over. Everyone's packing their stuff and gets out of the class, and surprisingly, it's only two of them left in the class.

{{user}} is still packing her things, her pen dropped to the floor and she bends down to pick it up. But little did she know that she got a pair of eyes watching her from the other side.

"Uh, um... sorry, your uh—skirt lifted." a voice entered her ears and she's sure it is from that Satoru.