"still don't get why you even did this," sato groans from where he sat on the couch. he had no intention of even paying attention during this tutoring session. he had planned on blowing it off all together until toru had told him it was going to be at their dorm. his new plan was now to just pay whoever came to leave and tell his brother that they had a very fruitful tutoring session and he was now doing much better in his accounting class. 

"because if you fail this class, you'll have to retake it," toru explains for what seemed to be the tenth time just today. "and at this rate, you'll end up being held back a year. dad said he would cut our funds if you're held back, so don't fuck this up."

sato didn't even get a chance to shoot back a retort about how he wasn't failing that bad (even though he really was), when a knock was heard on their door. toru raised a brow and opened it only to let a smile crawl its way onto his features. from where sato sat on the couch, he couldn't see who was at the door because his brother's frame was blocking whoever it was. but he could see his brother pull whoever it was into a hug, which alone was a shocker. 

his brother hated physical touch; won't even shake someone's hand let alone hug someone. sato remembers the last time he gave his brother a side hug, he felt toru physically tense up in disgust. so exactly how close was this friend of his for toru to be giving them hugs?

"you're early, yn," toru says once he pulls away from the hug.

"the earlier the faster i can get this over with," you joke with a shrug, earning a laugh from the boy in front of you.

"thanks for doing this again, i seriously owe you," toru sighs.

you remembered when he came to you a couple days ago complaining about his no good brother failing a core class for his major, thus resulting in their father threatening to cut their college funding if sato's grades didn't get better. toru had explained to you that he had done everything he could for his twin; hell, he even tried helping him cheat. but the idiot couldn't even understand the answer key well enough to cheat off of it. 

"what class is he struggling with?" you asked. 

"'cant really struggle if he's not even trying," toru muttered under his breath before answering, "financial accounting."

you hum in thought, remembering when you took that class simply for the extra credits it gave you on your transcript. from what you remembered, it was nothing too difficult for you and you even tutored some underclassmen on the class last semester. "if you want," you began, "i could try tutoring him. i've already tutored other people on it. plus, it couldn't hurt to try."

toru was eternally grateful for your proposition and offered to pay you back, claiming that it was the least he could do for making you "endure his moronic brother". and while you laughed at the time, you denied his offer of monetary compensation. afterall, it was only one tutoring session for now before you decided to continue tutoring him or just give it up all togther. the more you thought about it, you don't really know what came over you to think you could tutor sato gojo. especially if toru couldn't do it, what made you think you could do any better? in all honesty, you were already prepared for an utter failure of a study session. but the look on toru's stressed face was just so pitiful you knew you had to at least try. besides, if you could handle one gojo twin, how much worse could the other one be?

right?

toru steps to the side, allowing you to come into their dorm and also giving sato a full view of his new tutor. at the sight of you, sato had to stop himself from letting his jaw drop and start drooling. 

when toru had told him about one of his friends coming over to tutor him, sato was fully expecting some campus nerd with glasses, a lisp, and a cheesy outfit that looked right out of a corny 2000s movie. besides, he thought that his brother was only friends with the other geeks in the astrophysics department. so how on earth did his brother know the absolute babe that now stood in their dorm? more than that, why has toru never introduced her earlier? he would have to chew out his twin for this later, but for now, he quickly took in your appearance and your easy interactions with toru. from how you two spoke, sato was quick to guess that the two of you have known each other for some time. but he soon found himself not caring as he fully took you in.

had toru told him that his new tutor was going to be damn near perfect, sato would've been more compliant in this tutoring session. all of a sudden, sato couldn't help but start to stress out. was his hair okay? was there a stain on his shirt (probably)? did his breath stink? were you going to get annoyed at how behind he was in his class?

it's not his fault, honest! what is he supposed to do about the fact that his professor is practically a fossil that's no more entertaining than watching a paint dry? old man gakuganji was probably the most useless professor in the whole campus; doing nothing more than reading off a presentation before handing out impossible tests that were worth more than half of his grade. if only it wasn't required for his major; sato would have long since dropped out of this class.

it was toru's voice that brought him out of his haze. "sato, this is yn. she's tutoring you as a favor to me, so please, at least look like your trying to pay attention. and don't be an ass," toru warns as he turns to leave for his quantam physics class. before he leaves the threshold of their dorm, he turns back to you with an almost concerned look on his face as he puts his hand on your bicep as if to comfort you for what was to come. "i know i asked you to do this and all, but if he really does annoy you, don't be scared to leave. i wouldn't hold it against you." once again, sato takes note of how his brother would purposely go out of his way to be touching you in some way shape or form. which was very much out of his brother's character. was this really the same guy who used hand sanitizer before and after shaking someone's hand?

you chuckle but wave him off, "i think i'll be able to hand a couple hours of tutoring him." the two of you exchange goodbyes and toru offers you good luck before he leaves and you shut the door behind him. you turn back to the couch to see sato akwardly leaning back with his hands behind his head.

"guess it's just me and you then, huh," he attempts to sound cool and almost sly but it comes out all wrong and only makes him sound weird. thankfully, you seem to be merciful enough to only ignore it and join him on the other end of the couch. you offer a fairly warm smile for someone who said they wanted to get this over with quickly just a few minutes ago.

"i know your brother already mentioned it, but i'm yn," you offer kindly. "i tutored a couple people in this class already and toru told me about your—financial issue about being held back."

sato straightens up as he clicks his tongue; leave it to his brother to drag his name through the mud to the hot girl. "it's not nearly as bad as he makes it out to be," sato defends. in all honesty, his grade was probably worse than what his brother knew so he supposes there was some truth in his words. 

you shake your head, "don't worry, sato. i'm not judging you, i just wanna help. im doing this as a favor to toru, yes, but i know how difficult gakuganji's class is."

"you've taken it before?"

you nod, "last year, fall semester; still can't believe i was paying for some old man to read off a presentation."

"exactly!" sato agrees immediately. he had already voiced this complaint to his brother but toru only raised a brow in confusion, claiming that made the class easier. sato supposes that's what he gets for complaining to his genius brother. "how the hell am i supposed to understand whatever bullshit he gives me on a test if all he does is read off his lecture notes?"

this gets a giggle out of you and sato could practically feel his heart pump a little bit faster at the sound. he made a mental note of making a few more jokes througout this tutoring session and also to cuss out toru when he gets home from hiding you away from him for so long.

"i know what you mean. i used to stay up all night studying for his tests until i finally understood the material enough." in all honesty, you had never lost an ounce of sleep over gakuganji's class. it was probably one of the more lighter classes you've taken. for you and toru, it was easier when the professor only read off the notes because you could do it on your own time and learn the material in half the time. but you assumed that hearing about your ease with the class was the last thing sato wanted to hear. "what unit are you guys on right now?" you ask as you pull out your tablet to look for your old notes from this class. 

"uhm, unit seven?" sato guesses.

there are only five units, you think to yourself with a sweatdrop. you hold back a groan and go back to your notes from unit one. "let's just start from the beginning, yeah?"

sato lets out a relieved sigh, "yeah, that sounds good."

this little tutoring session goes on for the next hour or so. you managed to find out that his class was only on unit three so it wasn't too much to catch sato up on. plus, it helped that sato was actually a pretty quick learner. for all toru's complaints, his brother wasn't as much of an idiot as he painted him out to be. sure, he was failing this class and it probably wasn't the only one, but sato was quick to learn different concepts. well, when he wasn't blatantly flirting with you, at least.

"so if youre the revenue and i'm the cost," sato begins as he leans closer to you from where you sat on the couch, "i guess that means we'll have to meet at the breakeven point, hm?"

you bite your tongue to keep yourself from laughing out loud but you couldn't help the small chuckle that escaped you. "whatever helps you remember the topic, sato."

at the end of every review for the unit, you pulled up a mock quiz for him to take to make sure he was actually retaining the information. nothing too long nor difficult; and he would have finished faster had he not kept trying to catch glimpses of your concentrted face. while he was supposed to be finishing this faux test, you decided to make use of your time to finish up work from one of your own classes. you now sat more comfortably on the couch; back against the arm rest as you sat horizontal with the couch, your legs pulled up to give you something to lean your ipad against as you scribbled down notes and answers. you looked so peaceful doing something as mundane as homework and with the hour now seeping into the afternoon, the late rays of sun managed to seep through the windows of the dorm and hit your face just perfectly to highlight your face. a couple times, you caught him staring at your face and sato was forced to try and play it off as him simply staring off and contemplating about the question. 

when in all actuality, all sato kept thinking about was how cute you were and how the hell you even knew his brother. sure his brother was somewhat of a big deal in his department because of his genius-ness or whatever, but still! what about his brother attracted you to be his friend? or worse, what if the two of you were secerelty dating and toru only played it off as nothing more than a favor between friends? as he passed you his finished quiz, his thoughts wandered to the potential of you and his brother dating.

as you scored his paper, sato tried to come up with a way of asking and confirming his suspicions without coming off as any weirder as he already did.

"so," he drawls, "i hope your boyfriend isn't too mad about me keeping you." your red pen stopps writing as you look up at sato in confusion, prompting him to continue. "i mean—it's just that you've been here for a while- not that im complaining! and i wouldn't want to keep you from your boyfriend-"

its your airy laugh that cuts him off and causes his heart to flutter even more. he could only hope the flush of his cheeks wasn't too obvious. "i don't have a boyfriend so don't worry yourself about it, sato. besides, i freed up my schedule for this today. you're not keeping me from anything."

"seriously?" sato asks in disbelief. "you don't have a boyfriend?"

"didn't toru say not to be an ass?" you poke jokingly, continuing to grade his paper and hiding your shock when he scores an 80. which is a rather high mark in comparison to the 50s he was getting before. 

"i didn't mean it like that!" sato jumps to defend. it was all coming out wrong! he just wanted to find out if you were dating his nerd brother and now it sounds like he's making fun of you. from the way you looked up at him, sato couldn't help but stammer over his words. which, in it of itself was weird. it was so unlike him to get nervous over some girl, let alone one he had just met an hour prior. sato had his fair share of girlfriends and one night stands; he never had a problem talking to them and flirting. what made you any different? what about you made him so nervous that he had to restort to using cheesy accounting jokes just to hear you laugh?

"how did you mean it then?" you ask softly. 

there you go again! doing that thing where you look up at him and flutter your lashes in the way that made sato's heart skip a beat. thankfully, you dropped the topic and shifted to the quiz you finished grading. unfortunately for sato, the skips in his heartrate it only got worse when you moved closer to him on the couch to show him his graded quiz. now, you were close enough where he could smell your perfume; the smell was now engraved in his memory and now, he would never be able to smell it without thinking of you. sato could only pray to whatever god was listening that you couldn't see the red on the tips of his ears and how he bounced his leg from the sheer nerves of being in such proximity with you. if only his brother could see him now; blushing like a virgin just because a girl was just barely touching his side. even sato couldn't believe himself.

the door started to jingle, signalling the both of you that toru was home. a part of sato was annoyed that his brother was home; it meant that you were more than likley going to leave. but at the same time, he couldn't help but feel relieved too; all these rapid heart palpitations couldn't be good for him.

toru opened the door to see you and sato in a fairly close position and though he narrowed his eyes at the sight, he made no comment on it. "surprised you stayed this long, yn," toru says, closing the door and taking off his shoes. "you sure he wasn't too much trouble?"

"you make it sound like i'm some kind of dog," sato grumbles.

"a dog would be easier than you," toru shot back.

you laugh at the interaction of the two twins and move to start packing your things. the smell of your perfume lingered a little but sato found himself missinng your close presence already. "don't be too harsh, toru. it wasn't bad at all, he's a faster learner than you made him out to be."

"i didn't even think he was capable of witholding information for more than thirty minutes," toru hums, as if it was impossible for his twin to even form a complete thought. 

you hear sato mutter something under his breath, something along the lines of "you're such an ass" directed at his brother. as you finish packing up your things, you show the mock quizzes to toru, who had taken a seat on the other side of the couch, putting you right in between the two twins. "i guess i've done the impossible then," you say, handing toru the quizzes. "a near 30 point difference from his old tests, he's not as bad of a student as you paint him to be."

"maybe you're just one hell of a tutor," toru says, still in disbelief that you managed to not only get through to sato but also got him to retain information. 

"she sure is," sato interjects. "guess that means i'll be seeing you more often then, yeah? afterall, i still have a couple weeks left in the sem. more units means more study sessions."

toru sighs at your other side, "the whole point of her tutoring you was so you could catch up and learn on your own. not so you could have her teach you everything."

"at least she teaches me! the old man doesn't do anything but nod off and spit whenever he lectures."

before the two could continue bickering, you stand up from the couch to announce your leave, "it's really no problem. as long as it fits in my schedule, i don't mind tutoring you, sato."

at this, sato gives toru a smug look that said "see?", which recieved an eye-roll from behind toru's glasses. 

"same time tomorrow then?" sato eagerly says, regretting the words as soon as they come out of his mouth. now he reallyfelt like some kind of dog. but before he could even play it off and try to salvage whatever reputation he had left, you spoke. 

"maybe not tomorrow, but i can do the day after," you offer him before looking to toru with a grimace. "yaga has been on my ass about that thesis paper, so i'm gonna head back to my dorm to finish it up."

"i'll walk you back," the gojo twins offer at the same time, leading them to glare at each other as you laughed.

"don't worry about it," you say with a smile. you head over to the door and with your back turned, you didn't get to see how the sato practically scrambled to get up and walk you to the door only to trip when toru extended a foot out. you hear a thump behind you and turn around to find toru with a sweet smile on his face, his frame blocking sato who seemed to be getting up from the floor. "uhm-"

"don't mind him," toru says, putting a hand on the small of your back to lead you to the door and away from sato. "the idiot trips over his own feet, too tall for his own good."

you made no comment on how the two of them were the same height so that meant that toru was also 'too tall for his own good'. toru opens the door for you and offers one last to walk you to your dorm, an offer you yet again refuse. you say your goodbyes and toru closes the door before sato could get around his twin's frame to bid you farewell. in fact, sato was in the middle of saying goodbye when toru shut the door. sato meets his brother's gaze to meet toru's disappointed look.

"y'know," toru begins, "i introduced you to her so she could tutor you. not so you could drool all over her."

sato grits his teeth but doesn't bother defending himself, instead he shoots back, "as if you're any better! the guy who won't even shake someone's hand without hand-santizer, and you can't keep your hands off her. don't act like you're any smoother than me."

"i am smoother than you, i don't make it so obvious," sato says confidently. side-stepping his brother to get past him and walking towards his room, already ignoring his brother behind him. 

"how do you even know her, dork?" sato complains as he marches behind his brother. "there's no way that yn just hangs around you willingly."

"i know this may come off as a shock to you, but there are more qualities that attract a woman than just sex and money," toru says as he pulls open the door to his room and goes to sit at his desk. he didn't bother closing the door, knowing that sato would've busted in regardless. 

"then how come you havent made a move yet?" sato smirks as he leans on his brother's doorframe. 

"i could say the same about you," toru retorts, mimicking the smirk on his brother's face. "you didn't even get her number, did you?"

"uh, well— no, but we were busy," toru stammers. "i know it may be hard to believe but i'm a good student with the right motivation."

toru remains unamused with his brother's antics. "is that so?"

"it is so," sato says confidently. "just you wait, the next time she tutors me, she'll be so head over heels she'll forget all about the dorky twin."

said 'dorky twin' merely chuckles at this, "it's funny you call me the dork when you were practically stuttering like a middleschooler from just talking to her. i can only imagine how you acted during your study session. tell me, did you openly drool in front of her or did u try to hide it behind your textbook?"

sato rolled his eyes and gave his brother the middle finger before leaving the threshold of his twin's room and heading to his own, letting the door slam behind him. he couldn't wait to rub it in toru's stupid, smug face when you and him would go a date. just imagining how cute you would look all dolled up cuased heat to rise to sato's cheeks. he should probably shoot you a text about the study session though- oh right.

"yo toru! send me yn's number!"

"go to hell, sato."

"…please?"