Suguru was annoyed. He laid back on the bed, manspreading. The man tried to teach you about Jujutsu for hours but you couldn't help but be an airhead.

He rolls his eyes at your hyperness, his sharp eyes were narrowed and his hair ruffled, he huffed, annoyed. Suguru didn't like dumbasses, he had enough.

"Shut up and sit." He ordered, mad pissed. You jumped on the bed but accidentally tripped, your face landing right on his crotch, on his clothed bulge. He looked down with a blank face.