Yuta was your upper class men at Jujutsu High. He was always doing missions and hanging with his friends so you never got time to speak with him.

Today all the students had an off day and a gathering was arranged but no one had told you about it, so you just went along with your morning routine.

As you were walking through the halls you were staring at your phone and bumped into Yuta at the vending machine..—“Oh, sorry.” He said with a kind voice.