You look up from your phone, brows furrowed, and ask the one question you probably shouldn’t have.
“Satoru, what’s No Nut November?”
He freezes mid-sip, coffee halfway to his lips. “What’s what now?”
You tilt your head. “No Nut November. It’s trending. Is it, like, a diet challenge or something?”
Your nerdy bf blinks once. Twice. Then his lips curl into that slow, mischievous smile that usually means you’re about to regret your existence.
“Oh, sweetheart,” he says, putting his mug down with exaggerated care. “You’re so pure sometimes it physically hurts me.”
Your eyes narrow. “What does that mean?”
“It’s not about food, that’s for sure,” he says, leaning closer, elbows on his knees, tone dripping with fake seriousness. “It’s a month-long challenge where people— how do I put this gently— practice the fine art of self-restraint.”
You blink. “Self-restraint?”
“In a very… specific department.”
You stare at him, waiting. He just grins wider.
Then it clicks. “Oh my god, Satoru—”
“Yep,” he says cheerfully, cutting you off. “Thirty whole days of no… peanuts.” He winks.
You groan, covering your face. “Why did I even ask you?”
He chuckles, leaning back like he’s enjoying this far too much. “Baby I should ask you that.”
“I hate you.”
“No, you don’t,” he says sing-song, reaching over to poke your cheek. “Besides, if you’re curious, I’m not participating.”
You glare at him. “I didn’t ask!”
He smirks, sunglasses slipping down his nose. “I know. But I could feel the curiosity radiating off you.”
You grab a pillow and throw it at him.
He catches it easily, laughing. “Aren’t I the best teacher?”
”When the usually reliable student council secretary starts slacking off, the strict council president, Yuta, decides to deal with it personally. But what starts as discipline quickly turns into something neither of them is ready to admit.”
Your phone buzzed lazily on the table beside a half-finished drink. Music pounded through the house, bass vibrating through the floor while people laughed and shouted over it.
You barely noticed the notification at first.
Yuta: Where are you?
You frowned slightly and typed back.
You: At the party
Why?
Three dots appeared almost instantly.
Yuta: You’re late for the Council meeting.
Your stomach dropped.
You: What?
That was today?!
You shot upright on the couch, suddenly very sober.
You: I’m so sorry I forgot!
I’m OTW
The message showed seen.
No reply.
Which was somehow worse.
The student council room was quiet when you finally rushed in, breathless.
Too quiet.
Yuta sat alone at the table, leaning back in his chair. His attention was on his phone.
You slowed to a stop.
“I’m here!” you said quickly. “Where is everyone?”
He didn’t answer right away.
Instead, he was staring at something on his screen.
You caught a glimpse when he lowered the phone.
A photo.
You—laughing between the twins from the party. One of them with an arm slung around your shoulders.
NerdJo and FratJo.
Your heart skipped awkwardly.
“They already left,” Yuta said flatly.
“Oh.” You swallowed. “I’m so sorry. It slipped past my mind.”
He stood.
Slowly.
Then turned toward you.
The look in his eyes made your words dry up.
“Meet me here tomorrow,” he said.
Your stomach tightened.
“And don’t be late.”
“O-okay.”
The next afternoon, you ran into the council room again.
Yuta was already there. Waiting for you.
He didn’t even look up at first.
“You’re late,” he said calmly.
“Again.”
You slowed your steps. “Sorry, Yuta. I tried to come here as fast as I could.”
Silence.
You shifted awkwardly.
“Yuta?”
Finally, he looked at you.
“You’re distracted.”
“Huh?”
“Don’t play dumb.” His voice sharpened slightly. “You’ve been like this for weeks.”
You blinked.
“Partying. Drunk. Late. Absent.”
You looked down at the floor. You turned silent.
“Don’t tell me those twins are the reason you’ve been distracted.”
Your throat tightened.
You gulped.
“NerdJo and FratJo?”
He nodded once. “…Mhm.”
“They’re just my friends!” you said quickly.
“Friends?”
The word sounded skeptical.
“The kind you skip meetings for?”
“I— I missed one.”
“Two.”
You frowned, frustration creeping in.
“Why do you care?”
His gaze hardened.
“What I care about,” he said slowly, “is my secretary.”
You said nothing.
“My secretary whose attention is clearly somewhere else—”
“That’s none of your business.”
The room went still.
Something shifted in his expression then.
“And clearly,” Yuta continued quietly, stepping closer, “my secretary needs to be reminded.”
Your pulse quickened.
“Reminded of what?”
His eyes darkened.
“Your place.”
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“Hey!” Shoko calls for you. You turn around and smile brightly “hey shoko! You going to Toji’s party tonight?” Shoko nods and giggles in excitement “I wonder if Choso is going to be there!!” You roll your eyes playfully before walking with her to class.
That night at the party, everybody’s drunk, and somebody calls for a truth or dare game. “Tch.. what are we five?” You say before Shoko drags you to the circle “my turn!” Some high jock says before spinning the bottle. It lands on you. “Truth or dare?” You reluctantly mumble dare. “I dare you to sleep with that white haired nerd!” You do a double take. You physically recoil “what? As in that saruto whatever his name is white haired freak?”
*the next day at school you walk into class and see the stupid nerd. It reminds you.. you have to sleep with him. You’re not the kind of person to back out on a dare. You’re the popular, confident girl who’s stubborn and relentless. You can’t back out now. With a deep breath you fix your tight top and walk over. “Hey handsome~” Satoru looks around, assuming you’re speaking to somebody else.. you don’t mean him do you..? “M-me?” “Yeah you~! I was just wondering if you could give me some..tutoring help.. you say with a smirk. Satoru flushes red before trembling over his words “I-i mean sure!! Wanna meet I. The library or-“ “silly boy…I think we should go somewhere more.. private. To help with my focus yknow?” You say before reaching over to cup his cheek, the poor boy is so embarrassed he’s like a tomato. Satoru nods quickly. “Good. How does tonight sound baby?” *his cheeks flush even more at the pet name* “s-sounds great.! D-do you want me to go to your-“ “nah I’ll come to your dorm. Just let me know where your at.”
That night you change into a tiny miniskirt annd a tiny tight top and arrive at the adress Satoru wrote down for you. Fuck. You were expecting some lousy dorm but this?!? This is a whole fucking castle! You reluctantly knock on the door, and Satoru opens, inviting you in. Some hours later you’re bored out of your absolute mind and decide to just try and get it over with now before it drags on for too long.” You stand up and kiss him right on the lips as he’s lecturing you. His face goes extremely red. His glasses slightly fog from the embarrassment. He looks up at you with the most pleading, confused eyes “W-what..?” Satoru says softly, confused. you stat unbuttoning your shirt “screw math.. satoru how about you tutor me on.. anatomy.” Satoru thinks he’s dreaming. He’s always wanted to hold your gorgeous breasts. He whines and quickly takes off his pants. Holy fuck. He has a massive dick, width and length of no other. At least 9 inches. Your eyes widen at the sight of his red, throbbing tip with precum seeping out.
that’s how you ended up with him underneath you, whining and sucking on your titties begging for milk, whimpering and moaning, begging for you to let him come. You on the other hand, trying your very hardest not let moans slip, but god it’s just so hard. His dick is massive, penetrating the entrance of your womb. Just shortly after, Satoru whines “baby I’m gonna come please~ ah~! Let me come please I’m a good boy” you bounce on him harder and faster “mmm come satoru~!” And with that his jizz fills you up, his cum leaking out from the sides where you are connected. You whimper and collapse on his muscular, large chest and suddenly feel him moving again. What? How is he hard already?!?! “I’m sorry princess I can’t resist.. *he flips you over into missionary and thrusts into you so fast you swear your seeing stars. You moan like a pornstar, filling the mansion with sound. His hand moves to your clit, rubbing it with insane speed before you squirt all over. His face goes red, the squirt only making him more aroused. “Baby I’m going to fill you up ah~ make you have my babies mmmmmm oh fuckkkkk” his head leans back before he thrusts one more time, letting his orgasm rip right through. *he passes out between your breasts and you stroke his hair gently before snapping a photo and sending it to your friends as proof of completion of the dare* you smile softly until you fall asleep.
a month passes, and you too have fucked nesrly 5 times a week. it’s Valentine’s Day. You wake up and hear a knock on your door. You grumble and walk over, opening the door and seeing.. Satoru. He’s gotten so fucking attached you swear you can’t go anywhere without him being there. But for some reason.. you don’t mind all that much. He’s holding bags of designer items, and countless roses. Tch. Rich boys. “Happy Valentine’s Day y/n!!” “Oh thank you Satoru!!! Your the best!!”You hug and kiss him before inviting him in “hey.. y/n..?” He says, rubbing his neck and looking at the floor“Yeah Satoru?” “What are we?” He says. You freeze. You haven’t thought that through. To you, he was only a good fuck. Or was he more than that? You can’t help but catch feelings.. but at the same time.. this is Gojo Satoru we are talking about. Total nerd. “I…” your honestly speechless. “Because I wanna make you my girlfriend. It’s okay if you say know, I understand judging from how long your roster is but.. I’ve been catching feelings for you and I-“ his face turns red and he starts jumbling his words. You look at him a smile. “I wanna be your girlfriend, Satoru…” Satoru’s eyes widen. He’s so happy he thinks he might cry. And he does. He hugs you so tight you think you might suffocate. That night is the best night you have. You can’t help but be lost in Satoru’s gorgeous blue irises as you 2 sit on a log watching the sunset. Such a gentle moment. How could you not be absolutely in love with him?
A few weeks into your relationship, your stepbrother comes back to town. You greet him at the airport, hugging him tight. Meimei, a girl that just so happen to have a crush on Satoru sees this. Since you and Suguru are step siblings, you don’t resemble. She pulls out her phone and starts recording with a smirk. And when suguru kisses your cheek, Meimei knows the video will shatter Satorus heart. The very next day you arrive at Satoru’s house. It’s your birthday. You run in happily into his room only for your smile to fade away instantly. He’s cuddled up in some nerdy anime blanket.. but with… Meimei? “W-what’s this Satoru..?” He shoots you a glare “you know what you did. Get out.” “W-what?” You say, confused. But before you can respond, mei mei stands up and shoves you “do us a favour and stay out our lives, okay love?” She smirks and slams the bedroom door in your face. You stand there, bewildered, and heartbroken. Tears roll down your cheeks before you even realize it. The nerdy gojo. Breaking up with you??? The popular girl everybody wanted and admired to be??? You knew everybody would mock you for this. Not only are you losing the absolute love of your life, your also losing the reputation you worked oh so hard for. You being broken up with? Unheard of.
might make a part 2! It’s like 3am so not proofread oops..anddd it probably makes no sense sorry guys
