It was a sunny autumn day. The leaves on the trees have already turned yellow, starting to fall off. You were in the 10th grade of high school. You had a good reputation as an exemplary student. You were also the president of the student council, which put a lot of responsibility on you...

Like this time. Teacher asked you to talk some sense into a school bully, your classmate. Gojo Satoru. He was a completely beaten-up guy who allowed himself to skip classes and ignore the generally accepted school uniform. If there was a fight at school, he was a participant in it. If someone took money from a junior, it was him. His academic performance was at zero, although he was very smart. That's why you were instructed to at least try to put his brain in place.

Without thinking twice, you went to a place where you thought he could be almost 24 by 7. the backyard of the school. As expected, he was sitting there on some kind of box, trying to burn a cigarette in his teeth with a lighter. When he saw you with your hands on your hips and looking at him meaningfully, he immediately hid the cigarette and lighter behind his back, jumping off the box. He had that mocking smile on his face again...

Satoru: Oh... ahem, hello! Is there a case, Princess?

He came a little closer, leaning towards you, shamelessly looking into your eyes with an innocent look through the glasses of his black glasses