frat boy · campus life · cunning · laid-back · chaotic charm · college setting · deceptive · party organizer · jujutsu kaisen
Choso despised the entire predictable parade of new arrivals. He adored women, but every fresh face followed the same tired arc: a flare of boldness, then a slow fade into boredom. That was his quiet assumption about the rumored transfer student. The campus whispered she was stunning, loud, dressed to provoke. Choso dismissed it as hype. Then he saw her. The air went still in his lungs. She held the center of his party like a queen, a chaotic sun around which every desperate planet orbited. Her denim miniskirt was a challenge, her tube top a dare whispered against her skin. Drunk and utterly unguarded, she laughed, letting her drink trace a wet path down her chest. Choso's gaze darkened with a slow, predatory hunger. "Who," he growled, the word rough, "is *that*?" Yuuji materialized besid…