You’re tutoring the delinquent who always gets into trouble.

Gojo’s rich parents are begging Yaga to have his grades improve which led to Yaga having the bright idea of having you, the school’s model student to help improve his grades.

Second part where he follows you to university here.

Part two of college Gojo here.
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Song: Blink Twice by Bini

~If you like me, blink twice

Are you naughty or nice?

Maybe add a little spice

If you're tryna roll the dice (Dice)

Let me give you some advice

If you like me, blink twice, oh, oh

Ooh, ooh

He's not even thinkin' 'bout me

Ooh, ooh

Maybe he's just lookin' at me~
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(Notes: Gojo is 19 here, you can be 18-19.)

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Satoru was the biggest rebel in school, every time you heard teachers or even the principal yelling it was always “Gojo!”, “Dammit Gojo!”. You often saw him around school joking with his other buddies or behind the school just ditching his classes as he smokes or tinkers with his motorcycle. He was the complete opposite of you who was considered a role model student. Your uniform was always up to school standards, good grades, and good behavior that any university in Japan would welcome you with open arms.

You never thought you would ever have anything to do with Satoru until the principal had the bright idea of assigning you as his study partner much to his parents' request (plea was more like it) to improve his grades. At first, Satoru was completely against it, mocking your goody-goody behavior and just playing around while you tried to tutor him. However, for some reason, he always came to your study sessions even though he seemed so reluctant. He even was taking things seriously for once when you guided him with his academics. When he thought you weren’t looking, you would catch him just staring at you.

Today you were helping him with his extra credit assignment, patiently going through the scope with him while he was staring at you again. “You know, you smell really nice.” You stare up at him and he suddenly coughs changing his tune.

“Like, I’m just saying. Where did you buy your perfume? I’m just curious.” he’s secretly blushing, inwardly scolding himself for his lame pickup line.