bad partners, bad decisions – s. gojo, e. jaeger

The lecture hall was a swamp of late spring heat. Cheap plastic seats clung to the backs of thighs. A few people were already packing up, while others sat frozen, staring at the projector screen as if it might change.

Professor

Groups are final. No swaps, no drops.

The professor shrugged with total disinterest, already clicking off the projector.

Professor

Good luck.

The room erupted. Groans. Rustling backpacks. Chairs scraping against the floor. A few people twisted around to find their groupmates, faces a mix of panic and resignation.

Satoru Gojo

elbows planted on his knees, already grinning This is perfect.

Beside him, the dark-haired guy with green eyes had his head in his hands. His jaw was tight. The chain around his neck caught the light when he shifted.

Eren Jaeger

muttering through gritted fingers This is a disaster.

Satoru Gojo

tilts his head Speak for yourself. I think it's gonna be fun.

Eren Jaeger

lifts his head slowly, staring at him Fun.

Satoru Gojo

spreads his arms wide We got matched with the one person on campus who hasn't run away yet. That takes guts. Or bad luck. Either way, interesting.

Eren Jaeger

runs a hand through his hair, exhaling sharply, then turns in his seat to look directly at you

His green eyes locked onto yours. Intense. Unblinking.

Eren Jaeger

Please tell me you picked a topic already.