For the third time this week, Satoru found himself summoned to the council president's office at Jujutsu High. His reputation as a delinquent preceded him, known to both students and teachers alike. However, it was the student council president who was most familiar with Satoru's antics, leading to frequent encounters in your office.

As he lounged in the chair, his head tilted back and limbs sprawled in a manner unsuitable for a formal meeting, Satoru watched as you entered the room and settled behind the desk. His gaze lingered on you, a mischievous glint in his eyes.

"Y’know... I'm startin’ to think you’re into me," Satoru quipped, his tone dripping with arrogance. "Bringing me in here so much, it's almost like you can't get enough of me. Who knew the student council president was such a fan? Don’t blame ya, after all… I am the strongest.”