The days seemed to fade in together, being occupied with exams, homework, assignments. And of course Gojo. After everything that had happened you were content with the way everything was quieter more breathable.

Gojo kept begging you to come to his party, you didn't know why someone threw so many fucking parties like what's the point in them? Was it a excuse to get drunk and make dumb mistakes? Probably.

It was friday night, Gojo was currently on the other line of your phone speaking incoherent sentences as you blocked off most of his yapping.

Your mind drifting off in between fragments of a black haired boy with piercing blue eyes and of course the white haired freak who was yapping your ears off currently.

"Gojo! Shut the fuck up, you're making my head hurt!" You snapped, holding your head in frustration as the other side of the line went quiet.

"Party pooper much." You could hear the sass in his tone from your phone, you debated over throwing your phone out the window.

"I'm hanging up." You sternly said, quick to hover your finger over the hang up button.

"Wait!" Gojo desperately exclaimed, hoping he didn't get hanged up on, seeing as he didn't he smiled, "what?" You sighed exaggerating the sigh as you plopped on your bed, leaning your back against the wall.

"I wanna introduce you to someone, very cool guy!"

You snorted, "Gojo Satoru are you trying to set me up with one of your fuck boy friends?" You let out a chuckle at his stupidity.

He fake gasped placing his hand against his heart in a hurt manner even though you couldn't see him. "First off. Ouch! Not all of my friends are fuck boys. Second off all i wouldn't set you up with someone unless i trusted them." He quickly came to his own defense, your brows knitting together at his levity tone.

"Seriously Gojo, you're not setting me up with one of your weird freinds." You sighed again, running a hand through your hair. However Gojo was tenacious and kept bugging you about coming to his party.

"The way you're begging me feels like you're gonna set up my death not setting me up with a dude." You muttered, Gojo let out a small chuckle at your joke.

"What's there to lose (Y/N)? clearly not your dignity."

"Okay fuck you, i'm hanging up." You said, ending the call as fast as the words slipped from your mouth.

You indolently layed in your bed, letting sleep overcome your senses, the banging at your door abruptly woke you up. Your eyes opened in fear as you got up from the bed.

"Who the fuck is it!?" You yelled from your room, grabbing your baseball just in case.

"It's me open up!" Gojo's exuberant voice called from the other side of the door, his banging stopping as he heard your voice.

"No one's home!" You yelled back, hoping his dumbass would fall for it.

"Oh, okay i'll come back later!" Gojo's voice now sounding distant as you heard his footsteps drifting away.

Gojo stopped in his place, his brows knitting together as realization settled down on him.

He furiously turned around and busted open your door, shocking you, who was standing right in front of the door.

"Gojo what the fuck?!" You yelled, your eyes widened in shock, Gojo placing his hands on his hips as he pouted.

"You liar!" He whined, rolling his eyes sassily.

"I didn't expect you to actually fall for that, you're a dumbass" You chuckled, dropping the baseball on the floor. "Anyway, what are you here for? If it's to pester me about coming to your stupid party and setting me up with your stupid friend you wasted your time."

"Yapper." He whispered underneath his breath, "come on, look i'll show you him he's hot!"

You raised your eyebrows, did he just call his friend hot? "Did you just call him hot?"

"Shut up," He said, shoving his phone in your face showcasing his friend. "Are you seriously trying to set me up with Geto?" You knitted your brows, not knowing if you were getting pranked or if they were trying to humiliate you.

"What? No." He said, frowning as he took his face from your face, "Oops wrong picture." He giggled awkwardly as he shoved his phone in your face again.

"Seriously? This is still Geto." You crossed your arms against your chest, tilting your head upwards and looked towards Gojo an unpleasant look forming on your face as you glared at him.

"That's not Suguru, it's his twin brother Kenjaku can't you tell? Kenjaku got a tattoo on his forehead." He sighed in disbelief, how couldn't you know that Geto had a twin brother?

"You're shitting me." Your eyes widen in disbelief, Gojo could only chuckle. "Definitely not shitting you." He took the phone away from your face, placing it back in his black sweat pants pockets.

"This whole time he had a twin brother? What the fuck?" You said out loud, still not processing this. "So whenever i saw Geto in the cafeteria and then i saw him in the hallway a minute after i wasn't going insane?"

Gojo bursted out laughing, leaning against the wall as he couldn't stop laughing.

"Oh boy, Suguru's gonna love hearing this." He wiped a stray tear from his eye, already imagining his best friend's reaction to your story.

"You're an ass." You sighed, watching the older male shrug with a devilish grin on his face.

"Sooo..." He wiggled his brows, his lips forming into a taunting smirk. as he awaited your answer.

"My answer is still no." You waved him off, walking further inside your dormitory Gojo following you suit.

"Yuta's gonna be there." He said as his last resort, wishing on every star there is that his hunch was right and that you had a thing for Yuta.

Seeing as you paused and looked slightly confused, as if you were having a inner monologue with yourself.

"I'll think about it." You mumbled embarrassingly, scratching the back of your neck. Hiding your flustered expression from Gojo.

"Aw! i knew you'd give in when i mentioned Yuta, That's sweat, real sweat of you!" He mimicked your voice in a higher tone, as he bounced around twirling around the room with a grin bigger then before.

"I'm gonna kill you Gojo Satoru!" You yelled, chasing around the white haired doofus.

-

Saturday night came around, you fully gave in into coming to Gojo's stupid party, it had nothing to do with the fact that Yuta was gonna be there definitely not.

Lies.

You opened the door to Gojo's frat house, the loud music already making your head hurt as you stepped further inside the crowded house, you noticed that Nobara and Yuji were at the bar. Of course they were they were obsessed with parties.

"Y/n! Glad you could make it." Gojo spoke out from behind you, scaring you slightly as it seemed that he showed up out of thin air.

"It's not like i had a choice." You said, turning to meet his gaze. He was wearing a black button down, with some black slacks. He looked hot, but you'd rather die then admit that to him, his ego was already too high.

"You did." He reminded you, his eyes glistening with mischief and excitement, he casually draped his arm against your shoulder bringing you close to him.

"Okay, shut up i need a drink i can't deal with you right now." You pushed him off, and headed towards the bar leaving Gojo in the dust.

"One shot of tequila, please." You sighed, watching the barista pour tequila in a shot glass.

"What's up with you?" Yuji asked, leaning against the wall sipping on his drink. You noticed that Nobara had left, sadly leaving you alone with Yuji.

"Nothing i'm regretting my decision of coming here." You muttered, downing the tequila shot as Yuji gazed worriedly at you.

"If you want, i can drive you home.. I haven't drank anything." He frowned, his eyes sadly staring in yours.

"Then what's in your cup?" You skeptically asked, lowering your gaze towards Yuji's red solo cup.

"Fruit punch..." He awkwardly muttered, scratching his cheek in embarrassment as light pink dust flickered on his cheeks, "i wanted to look cool okay don't laugh."

You couldn't help but let out a small giggle, Yuji averted his gaze. His eyes lighting up as he saw his older brother, "Choso! Over here!" He waved frantically at his older brother, you almost spit out your drink from hearing his name.

You prayed that he wouldn't notice you, "Yuji, hello are you drinking?" Choso's eyes silently checked you out as you were turned around trying to hide, he quickly realized that it was you.

"No it's just fruit punch!" He exclaimed proudly, showing his brother his cup that was filled with red juice.

"Good. What did you call me over here for?" Asked Choso, you as well were wondering the same thing.

"No reason." Yuji simply shrugged, his lips curving into a boyish grin.

Choso ruffled his younger brother's hair, his eyes closing as he gave him a closed eye smile.

"Y/n! are you hiding from someone?" You swore your heart stopped beating when you heard that voice, and the fact that they just exposed you.

You gritted your teeth, hoping they'll go away and that you were just a fragment of their imagination, but to your luck they now stood closer to you then ever.

"Mahito.. To what do i owe the pleasure?" You turned around, speaking through your teeth as your lips turned upwards into a forced smile.

Choso and Yuji now both looked at you, Yuji with happiness and Choso with boredom.

You desperately wanted to fall in a hole and die, your awkward previous moment with Choso was now flickering inside your mind.

"Can i buy you a drink?" Mahito pulled you away from your thoughts, you rose your eyebrows in surprise. "The drinks are free, even if they weren't you'd probably lace my shit. So please get the fuck out of my face."

"What a woman." Mahito breathlessly said, as he watched you walk away from him.

-

You so regretted coming to Gojo's stupid party, here you were sitting in a random room locked in with Geto's twin brother, Kenjaku.

That asshole Gojo locked the both of you in so you could 'bond' there was no bonding just awkward glances and smiles.

"So.. how do you know Gojo?" Kenjaku once again, started the conversation trying to make the awkward silence more bearable.

You averted your gaze towards Kenjaku, "he tutored me in math a few months ago, not my greatest subject. You?" You let out a chuckle trying to ease the tension. 

"Math? Really? I love math,and i met Gojo through Geto obviously." He chuckled as well, his eyes meeting yours for a split second before you looked away.

"You're weird, nobody loves math." You said, stunned by the fact that someone actually loved math, you were right about one thing. This guys a complete weirdo.

"No way, you're the weird one here. How does someone not like math?" He raised his eyebrows in surprise, laughing erupting from his chest he made  weak attempt to conceal it but he couldn't.

"Well you like math, i like meth that's the difference between us two." You joked, breaking out into small laughter as well.

"I like both." He said, his eyes moving upwards to meet your gaze, his lips turning into a smirk. His voice was full of seriousness.

"I'll take your word for that," You say, not knowing if he was joking or not.

Not like you cared.

Your phone dinged inside your pocket, you curiously took it out, not noticing how Kenjaku was hovering above you, his eyes fixated on your phone screen.

Your lips formed into a genuine smile as you realized who the text was from, Yuta texted you. Asking where you were. Unfortunately you were stuck in this dammed room with Kenjaku.

Kenjaku noticed how your smile turned from a forced one into one full of genuine. He gritted his teeth, his mind already making plans of how to get you to be his, he heard about how you were getting close to Yuta and he didn't like that, he hated him.

"It's rude to text somebody while i'm infront of you don't you think?" Kenjaku said, bringing your attention from your phone and back to him.

"I guess i'm lucky i'm rude then." You smiled forcefully his way, putting your phone back in your pocket seeing as Yuta hasn't texted you back.

"I like you Y/n, let me just take you out on one date.. I promise it'll be worthwhile." He purred, running a hand through his hair, his lips forming a condescending smile.

You thought about it, what could go wrong? A free meal and presumably a hot boyfriend if you didn't like it you could just easily ghost him.

"Fine, one date if you don't impress me you're out of the picture." You agreed, pointing your finger at him.

He smirked, his eyes glistening with pride. "Won't let you down, doll." The nickname sounded sweet like honey, but his eyes were telling a different story, oddly enough the nickname made you feel uneasy.

"Yeah, i doubt that." You muttered, focusing your gaze on the clock that layed above the desk.

Ten more minutes and you can finally be free from this room. You could finally meet up with Yuta.

That thought alone bringed a smile to your face.

Unknowingly, Yuta was also trapped in a room with a random girl. This time it wasn't Gojo's work but actually Kenjaku's friend, Mahito.