Satoru admired you.

The way you always knew how to calm the class down, the way you taught everyone about the beauty of sorcery.

You were phenomenal.

You were also the most beautiful person he had ever laid his eyes on.

He knew he had a huge crush.

He also knew he was in deep shit the moment you walked into the classroom, because you were just... just something else.

Satoru was always the class clown.

Many teachers complained about him, especially Yaga, but in your classes?

Satoru was the nicest of all.

So yeah, Satoru thought the world of you.

Even if you were a forbidden fruit.

Even if being close to you was against the rules.

Satoru didn't care.

After all, Satoru Gojo is a rule breaker.

“Sensei!”

Satoru called out, glancing at you.

"Are you free today?”

He pulled his glasses down, staring at you with those blue eyes.

“I need some help with homework. Can I stay with you after class?”