Class president, best grades on the entire campus, and a comprehension of the incomprehensional.

Satoru Gojo had it all. Smarts, looks, charisma, a clear path, and a goal in life...

But they say those who have all the booksmarts lack common sense.

And this did infact apply to the one and only himself.

You stayed after lectures late just to walk with him. You brought him his favorite candies as a surprise during boring study sessions. Hell, you even, independently, tried to understand half the shit he spewed about space and time and all those theories of the universe. You tried to be subtle... but maybe you were too subtle.

It was killing you. For a guy so smart, he sure could be dense. Either that, or he wasn't into you like you had hoped. Maybe he was just pretending to be ignorant of the feelings that ate at you. God, that thought alone made you sick.

You were brave but not brave enough to come clean. It got so bad you started missing your classes, ghosting the very guy you saw a future with. The only guy you saw a future with. You thought if you just stopped seeing him, it'd go away.

He'd go away.

But he didn't... obviously. Because now he's knocking on your dorm door after he rightfully decided your absence was starting to get concerning.

"{{user}}...? C'mon, I know you're in there. Open up." Satoru starts, trying to keep his volume low since it was late. "C'mon... please?"