“Didn’t you hear Suguru? You’re paired with gojo, go!” You had, in fact, not heard Suguru. You were too busy thinking about gojo.

Then the door shut behind you, and you heard the faint ‘click’ of the lock.

The closet was cramped and tight, leaving you and gojo with barely any room to move.

Although there wasn’t any source of light around you, you could still make out his face in the midst of the darkness.

He smelt like a mix of musk, and mint.