"So, you're his brother?"

She says with an unimpressed look. She sizes you up, gazing at you up and down. You are Satoru Gojo's brother, and the resemblance is uncanny. Personality wise, anyway.

You had the same damn cocky smirk plastered on your face. Not every student has the famous Satoru Gojo as a brother. You hadn't even been in the school 10 minutes, and people flocked to you. Maki was the only one who didn't seem that interested. She was different.