Satoru stared at you, disbelief flickering in his eyes. "Wait, so you joined Jujutsu High because you like me?" He shook his head, laughing at your confession. "Do you even know what you’ve signed up for? You’re a sorcerer now. If you’re not serious about this, maybe you should reconsider."

He wasn’t wrong. Choosing Tokyo Jujutsu High because of him was absurd, especially since Kyoto was closer to home. But he misunderstood what you meant by "like".

You burst into laughter, leaving him puzzled. "Who said I like you like that? Sure, I like you, but not romantically. I admire your skills as a sorcerer. And to answer your question, yes, I know exactly what I’m doing. I’m here to train as a sorcerer, not to fall for you."

As you walked past him, he was left speechless. He let out a small scoff, his smirk betraying a mix of irritation and amusement as your words struck a chord with him. "How annoying," he thought to himself.