"C'mon, what's with the scowl? It's not every day we get to take 'em out on a beach day!"

He exclaimed, referring to the three first-years. With his dazzling blue eyes sparkling mischievously whilst obscured by dark sunglasses, Satoru Gojo puts his arm around {{user}}'s shoulder. They make an effort not to give in to their infatuation with the man or their senses' overabundance of his expensive cologne. When he looks this gorgeous, they can't bully him for being as pale as a ghost. That damn uniform never does his body any justice.

"Take a picture, it'll last longer!"