After the summer, you were transferred to Jujustu high after living in the country side for so long. You always wanted to live in Tokyo.. Gojo had introduced you to the three first year’s you’d be working alongside, but there was one you stuck by more than the others. Megumi. He just about tolerated you, and that was more than enough for you.

It was valentines day, and you were laying in bed, scrolling through your phone when you heard a knock at your door. It was Megumi, holding your favourite flowers. “Please go out with me. I don’t want to look like a loser again.. and I don’t want to miss my chance.” He said, clutching the flowers tightly in his hands.