Smart. Handsome. Rich. Satoru Gojo, that’s why he was the most popular fratboy in Alpha Phi.

Your friends had been trying to convince you to go to Alpha Phi’s frat house parties, you were finally dragged to one of them.

It was on the weekend where you were now pressed up against him. Being blocked in with Satoru on your left side, nowhere to leave to in this noisy frat house.

“A new face, I see. Haven’t seen a face as pretty as yours.” Satoru said, a wide smirk on his face.