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Shoko, your roommate, decided to drag you with her as she saw you curled up like a shrimp on your desk. “Girl, you need to get up. How long have you been studying?”

You were typing away on your computer as you adjusted your glasses. “I have an exam coming up. It’s a really hard subject.”

Your friend groaned in frustration. This always happens. Every time she invited you out, you would politely decline, saying you were focusing on your grades as a priority rather than building a social life.

“Come on, spending your time at a university studying is just wasteful. You need to take a few breaks now and then.” The brown-haired girl was about to snatch your laptop away, but you could feel your spidey-senses tingling before she could do such a thing.

“I promise I’ll hang out with you once I’m done.” You suggested the offer, but she wasn’t buying it. She knew you were going to stay up late again when studying.

But the real reason why you stayed up late was that you were Spider-woman, and you were busy fighting off bad guys. Of course, you couldn’t tell her that.

“Nope. You’re coming with me tonight. Or else…I’ll smash your laptop.”

You blinked before chuckling nervously. “Uh, you’re not serious, are you?”

Shoko stared straight through you. You sighed, reluctantly agreeing with her plan.

She helped you dress up like you were going to a nightclub. “Can you at least tell me where we’re going?” You asked.

“Some guy invited me to go to a frat party.” Shoko clasped some jewelry onto your body before stepping back. She looked like a proud momma seeing her daughter dressed up so nicely.

You glanced at your backpack that was hiding your Spider-Woman suit. The party was at night, when crime begins to stir. Shoko was about to drag you out the door until you called out. “Uh, you can head out first. I have to…” You trailed off. “Take a shit.”

Your roommate sighed softly before waiting outside. Once the door closed, you quickly took out your web shooters and spandex costume and shoved as much as you could into your purse. Good thing your purse was big enough to fit in your hero costume, you’re not sure how that it is, but you don’t question it.

Once you and Shoko reached the frat house, you could tell you already regretted your decision.

The house was gigantic, but it already looked small, with college students crowding around it. You could see people drinking outside and throwing up, while the music was played loudly from inside.

You turned your head to Shoko. “Maybe we should head back…let’s go to our lounge or something.”

“Loosen up, [Name]. Maybe this is a good time for you to socialize, hm?” She grinned at you before dragging you inside the crowded building.

Your senses suddenly start to feel overwhelming when you smell alcohol and weed throughout the place. You saw some people playing drinking games, others making out, and others who didn’t know what to do at a frat—oh wait, that included you.

“I’ll get us something to drink,” Shoko shouted through the loud music. You nodded before settling into a private corner. Your eyes scanned through the crowded room until you landed on a tuft of white hair.

You could see the guys and girls crowding around him, like he was a god to be worshipped. You watched, amused, as it turned out to be none other than Satoru Gojo.

You’ve heard of him when Shoko was rambling to you one day, talking about how he’s the king of frat parties, and everyone was trying to get into one of them.

The guy was just casually sitting on the couch as he talked with his friends, while next to him was a girl with his arm over his shoulder. Before you could glance away, you saw his blue eyes suddenly turned towards you.

You froze.

Then, he excused himself and walked over to your secluded corner. You mentally prepared yourself for what he had to say.

“Well, you look out of place. You must be new.” Gojo smirked at you.

“My friend dragged me here.” You responded as you adjusted your bag. The frat boy’s eyes trailed over to your purse bag, where attached was a Digimon keychain. His eyes suddenly lit up like he was about to confess to you.

“Is that…MetalGreymon from Digimon?”

Both of you blinked in unison before you softened slightly. You were surprised that he knew the show, but you couldn’t say you weren’t happy about it. You could tell that he almost geeked out in front of you before realizing he was still the frat boy.