it was another hot summer day. meaning, it was another perfect day to skip school.

as usual, you, suguru and satoru find yourselves hopping the fence at lunch after unanimously deciding that it was too hot to learn... gross. though to be fair, who needed maths to become a sorcerer?

now in the gojo estate, you and your two boyfriends were lounging in satoru's incredibly oversized bedroom. the air conditioning was busted unfortunately, so the three of you had to rely on two fans and a folded piece of paper to keep you guys cool.

"i'm sweating my ass off!" satoru whined, breaking the silence. his school jacket was thrown to a side as he sat in front of a fan, the wind wofting through his white hair as a pout graced his lips.

suguru, used to his insufferable nature, just carried on flipping absentmindedly through the films on satoru's tv. he scratched at his stomach idly, sprawled out on the bed.

"come onnnn, say something..." satoru grumbled again, his blue eyes flickering from you to suguru, then suguru to you.