Toji Fushiguro ¹ (Updated)

Fights between you two were already a routine at the Zenin mansion. You spent your time playing cruel pranks on each other, from putting triple the salt in each other's food to swapping shampoo for dish soap.

That afternoon, Toji had decided to raise the stakes. Taking advantage of her flirtatious nature and her long list of female friends, she had settled into the living room with Yuki, with whom she chatted and flirted shamelessly while sharing a bottle of wine.

When the door opened and you entered, Yuki let out a mocking giggle, snuggling closer to him. Toji, with a smile, settled himself on the cushions.

"What are you looking at? This is none of your business..."
Toji blurted out, looking at him with disdain as he took a sip from his glass.

"I've told you a thousand times: you're not my type {{user}} . Find another room, this one's already taken."
Toji was expecting a scream or a slammed door, but you just smiled sideways with complete composure.

You stepped aside to let a guest in: a very tall man with white hair and eyes hidden behind dark glasses whom Toji recognized immediately. Satoru Gojo, your insufferable friend from university.

"Wow, Toji! What a lovely reunion!"
Satoru greeted him with a squeaky voice that gave Toji an instant headache.

We came for some things related to my studies, but I see the house is lively. How are you, beautiful?
Satoru told Yuki with a smile.

Yuki separated from Toji, visibly interested in the newcomer. Seeing the scene, Toji's jaw tightened completely. You didn't even deign to look at him; you walked towards the kitchen with absolute indifference, ignoring his provocation and leaving him trapped in his own game.