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    Suguru is attracted to nerds. Particularly the hotter, more socially inept, extremely academically challenged type. When he finds out Gojo wants a "private math lesson," Suguru figures that's just a code word for something else.

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    “Here,” Satoru said. “I didn’t— I didn’t know how much exactly, so I just…”

    “You didn’t have to bring this much,” he lied, folding the bills neatly and tucking them somewhere out of sight. “But it’s appreciated. I love a generous client.”

    Satoru blinked. “…Client?”

    Suguru raised an eyebrow.

    “We are doing a private session, aren’t we?”

    Satoru nodded with enthusiasm and a flushed complexion.

    “Right, so, um— where do you keep your books? I brought a few of my own.”

    Suguru’s eyes widened at this response. “Your— books?”

    “Books,” Satoru repeated. “Math ones, just in case.”

    What.

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    29 Jun 2026

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    “Oh my god, are you crying? Because you didn't get his number?”

    Shoko sounds just as appalled as Satoru feels, and he makes a dramatic noise as he buries his face in the pillow she’d served back to him.

    “Yes,” he pouts, sniffling. “Yes, I am.”

    “Dude.” She shoves him with a foot, knocking the pillow out of his hands. “It’s just one guy.”

    Offended, Satoru gapes at her. “He is not just some guy!” he protests.

    “He’s not?”

    “No! He's my - he’s my Cinderella!” Satoru wails.

    Satoru Gojo thinks there's something familiar about the guy who's started giving him free coffee every time he comes into the shop. He just - can't figure out what it is.

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    25 Jun 2026

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    "What's your max chest press?" she asks absently. "Forty kilos? Fifty?"

    Suguru chuckles at that, like she's said something funny. It rips Satoru from her staring, and she whips back towards her friend quickly enough that her ponytail whirls around and smacks her in the face.

    "What? That was a serious question!"

    "Satoru," Suguru grins, still laughing. "Babe."

    "Yeah?" she demands, a little petulant.

    "I can bench press you," she says, and oh -

    But isn't that a thought.

    Satoru discovers Suguru can (more or less) throw her around like a rag doll. It throws her entire world for a loop.

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    25 Jun 2026

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    “Onee-sama,” Toge begins, “are Yuuta and I gonna get married?”

    “Eh?!”

    Toge turns to see the boy sitting next to him drop his watermelon in shock, staining his kimono before it plops onto the ground. His cheeks flush red, eyes wide.

    “M-Married? Me and…Toge-kun are gonna get…” Yuuta’s cheeks get even redder, something Toge didn’t know was possible, “...m-married?”

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    24 Jun 2026

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    The guy holds a finger up at Yuuta and it’s gently menacing, the way he waves it in Yuuta’s face, the way his eyes say stay still without him having to say anything at all. When he seems certain Yuuta isn’t going to move, he redirects his attention to his phone and types furiously. Yuuta vaguely notices his thin gold rings, the fact that a few of the guy’s nails are painted black, scraped up like he uses his hands a lot and hadn’t bothered to repaint them.

    Then the guy shoves his phone in Yuuta’s face.

    Yuuta goes a little cross-eyed trying to see it. He puts his hand on the guy’s wrist to steady the phone and pull it away from his face so he can actually see whatever he is being shown. Yuuta realizes, once his fingers connect around the guy's slim wrist, overlapping a little, that touching him like this is pretty forward of Yuuta– but also this dude is shoving a phone in his face, so maybe it’s fine.

    The phone is open to the notes app and says:

     

    i’m mute. i literally can’t talk pretty much at all. stop running away from me, asshole. why are you so freaky fast?

     

    “Uh.” Yuuta says.

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    24 Jun 2026