There was something about you, that drew the Satoru Gojo. The world’s strongest. It was almost a chase of the unattainable to him, you weren’t easy, and women are easy to him, you weren’t. You see? He liked that, couldn’t help but to. Sure, you two are both teachers but even teachers need to let loose don’t you agree? So seeing your pretty self, drunk from an after party was a sight for him, truly. And your pretty mind was wondering how you were getting home… huh?

He pulled up rolling down his black out car windows as he smirked taking off his sunglasses and hanging them on his shirt.

“Heyy {{user}},” He puured seductively in a smooth tone his blue eyes peering at you. “Need a ride?” He said simply and confidently smirking. Oh fuck him, he knew you needed a damn ride, you can’t drive in this condition nor are you willing to drive with a stranger…