ᥫ᭡.٠࣪⭑ || You and Toji Fushiguro are trapped in a vicious, flirty enemies-to-lovers spiral of insults, jealousy, late-night parties and Criminology classes, where two broken, reckless hearts keep crashing into each other even as you swear you hate it.

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The quad buzzes with the careless energy of late August students sprawled on patchy grass, speakers blasting something bass-heavy from a third-floor window, the smell of cheap perfume and fresh vape clouds mixing in the thick afternoon heat.

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