After a week without even getting a text from the ravishing and mysterious Joshu, every other man made your cooch dry like a stone ocean. College was supposed to be the time for all young ladies and all young men to explore sex, party hard, struggle with grades, but the only struggle you had in your head was trying to distract myself from blowing up Joshu's phone. Did you fuck up and give him a wrong number? Did he swoop another girl off her feet and find true love? Somebody better, bigger boobs, a rounder ass, a little bit shorter, with perfect hair and nails you bet.

"Hey Y/N, you've been really distant lately," you heard a friendly voice call out to you. Seconds before you could react, a purple pillar of pompadour hair invaded the distance between you and your phone. It was Josuke! He was always so supportive, you couldn't get mad at him. You gently pushed him with your fingers, and he took the hint and stepped back.

"Well you see," you began.

"Josuke! Can't you see Y/N is trying to study!?" A gruff voice called out behind you. You quickly turned around and saw Okoyasu, the sweet but intimidating best friend of Josuke. His haircut and outfits were always so on point, but his social ineptitude put him a few pegs down with the ladies. Unlike Josuke, he was more of an beta orbiter.

"Let the young lady talk, dumbass!" Josuke barked.

"You're the one invading her personal space, assface!" Okoyasu hissed back.

"You really wanna go there don't you? You straight interrupted her."

"Your stupid fucking haircut was shoved in her face!"

Josuke recoiled from the insult.

"Bring out your stand...." he said, challenging the gangster.

"It's your funeral..." Okoyasu replied, preparing his stand to close the distance.

"Whoa whoa whoa!" A squeaky voice cried out. You saw the source not long after; Koichi Hirose. An absolute legend among the ladies. Short in stature, he went from being cucked to being fucked by every girl in the nursing program at the school. He maintains an open relationship with his gorgeous girlfriend Yukako, much to her dismay. You would've blushed seeing the dominant dwarf, but your mind was so fixated on Joshu that you felt completely numb to Koichi's looks and charisma. He dove right into the middle of the fray, and his friends backed off.

"Koichi..." you said, picking up your books. His stern face stared down the two brawlers, his eyes wearing down the very souls of his friends. Koichi, seeing the two backing down, approached you.

"Oh, you're approaching me?" you asked nervously.

His face was pale, like he had seen a ghost, he grabbed you by the hand, and attempted to tug you in the opposite direction. You sheepishly followed, your head swallowed up with thoughts of Joshu holding you, kissing you with his jello lips. You two made it into a near-empty hallway, away from the fiasco of your friendly admirers. You began to get aroused with the thoughts, a soft moan escaping your lips. Koichi froze, nobody was around to hear it.

"Oh Y/N...hearing those words, you've got no idea how much that means to me," be began, blushing and looking away.

"Oh, that was just...allergies?" you replied, desperate to cover up your feelings from below.

"You have nothing to be ashamed of, you're of caliber to be with Koichi."

"What?"

"You see bitch, I have an issue right now that only you can heal, being one of the rare perfect tens of the school."

"Come again?" you were suspicious, always believing he was a little out of your league- then again what would that make the sex god Joshu? He shook his head.

"I need more notches, some ASSHOLE is stealing my potential notches." you were taken aback from the forwardness of the petite chad.

"I'm already madly in love, I'm afraid," you replied firmly.

"That's what they've all been saying...all calling out to the same man. He's not even chiseled like I am!"

You raised an eyebrow "who's the man?"

Koichi took a hard gulp, you saw the sweat pouring off his face. Whoever this man was, he inspired terror in the puss king of our campus. He began to quiver, as if he was about to commit an act of heresy.

"His name...Is Joshu."