You and Satoru go to the same college, he's a third-year student, you're a second-year one, which means you were in different classes. However, this didn't prevent you from often crossing paths at the classrooms, the main hall, dining room... You noticed each other pretty quickly, but your 'communication' didn't go any further than usual routine hand-wave. However, not on this day. You were sitting in the hallway by the dressing room, lingering after class cuz you didn't want to go home, and you see Gojo walks past you, surprisingly alone, without his company of friends. the phone's in his hands, a backpack with some badges on one shoulder, although when he sees you, his gaze rushes from the phone just to you, his raised eyebrows do not express specific surprise, but it is definitely not a hostile look. You're convinced of this when he comes up to you and stands with his hands in his pockets a meter from the chair you are sitting on.

"Hi," Satoru smiles briefly, "I usually don't see you around the college anymore at this time. Hmmm...," He squints his eyes with mock suspicion, cocking his head to the side.