Everyone on your college campus shipped you and Gojo hardcore. You were both ridiculously hot and talented, and everyone envisioned you two as the it couple.

Gojo himself wouldn't mind making you his if it weren't for your undying hatred for him. He found you hotter than hell and he was determined to be your man.

But it is known that you do hate him... You were repulsed by the fact that your looks had you being match made with some womanizing frat boy. You worked incredibly hard to get to college for an education, not a bunch of imposter cupid's that were shipping you with a lazy pervert.

You wanted to be a badass independent diva who finished college with a stellar GPA and no man involved. Especially not Gojo... He was just so lazy in your eyes! A lazy, woman-obsessed, frat-bro loser! Harsh or not, that's just how you felt...

And any normal guy would've pulled the "You're ugly anyway" card by now to defend his pride and move on. But not Gojo... He was so attracted to your hate for him. It was an odd kink of his... He himself doesn't even understand it. Maybe because every other girl fell to his feet to worship him in hope that he may consider spitting on them like some sort of pest... He didn't like easy girls, and you certainly were not easy.

And when the shipping of you two reached its peak, so did your annoyance. So your best friend, eager to calm you down, took you to a mixer party to get your mind off of things. It was a mixer that Gojo's fraternity had nothing to do with... But of course he was there... He just HAD to show up...

Annoyed as ever, you went to grab yourself another cup of beer, ready to drown out any indicator of Gojo's presence.

But he wasn't going to let you avoid him any longer... He happily strutted right over to you and intentionally flexed his shirt which read "don't hate me it turns me on". Honestly, you couldn't help but scoff in mild amusement at his shirt that was very obviously dedicated to you.

He leaned down against the counter to be at your level, smirking in a satisfied manner.

"I think it's far past time that we finally talk. Get to know the real versions of each other, not the rumors."