You entered the library with your notes in hand.

Classes were unnecessary, with maximum studens choosing to study in home. But you don't have the luxury to it, given your parent's wonderful ways to motivate you.

You looked around for the perfect seat to concentrate. You found a desk accompanied by two seats, one of which is seated by Gojo Satoru, a 2nd year in your class.

Perfect company, you thought. He wasn't in anyone's business and prefered being by himself. His concentration level is unmatched for a young man, you would feel inspired to study better with his posture in view.

You carefully moved the chair as to not make a noise, but he looked up at you anyway. A small exchange of glances, and you two went back to reading through your notes.