Let me be honest with you without making myself sound like a whore. My life WAS a normal college student life. You know, stressing about classes, exams, trying to stay somewhat at the top of my classes. I'm a phyc major, yeah, I know, kinda basic. But I was. At least I thought. That was until Shoko dragged me into this chaotic hell hole. And yes, im putting 80% of the blame on her. It started when she dragged me to Sukuna's frat party. Now im stuck with SIX situationships. If that's even what you want to call it. More like five stupid frat guys fighting for my attention and one nerd who happened to slip in the mix. This story is a mix with Nerdjo, Fratjo, Frat Sukuna, Plug Choso, Football player Toji, Frat Geto, And Professor Nanami

Y/N worked too hard to lose everything over a mistake. Especially when that "mistake" has a name - Nanami Kento. What starts as quiet tension and stolen moments quickly becomes something neither of them can ignore. But in a place where whispers spread fast and pride turns bitter, feelings come with consequences. Careers are tested. Loyalties are questioned. And sometimes, protecting what you love means risking more than you ever planned to. Some lines shouldn't be crossed. Some are worth it.

College was supposed to be simple for Y/N: stay at the top of her class, mind her business, and spend late nights studying with her best friend Satoru-the quiet, brilliant, painfully obvious nerd with a crush he's terrible at hiding. Enter Gojo-Satoru's twin brother. Loud. Popular. A jock with zero filter and way too much confidence. The two clash constantly, and Y/N only tolerates him because he shares a dorm room with Satoru... a dorm room she practically lives in. Gojo thinks Satoru's feelings for Y/N are hilarious. Satoru hates that. Y/N hates Gojo even more. Everything changes the night they agree to go to a party. Drinks are poured. Boundaries blur. Satoru disappears into the crowd. And somehow, Y/N ends up dragged into a party game she never agreed to play. Spin the bottle. Seven minutes in heaven. When the bottle lands on her and Gojo, things spiral fast-especially when they open the closet door and find Satoru already inside, flustered and trapped in the dark. Now the door is shut. The space is tight. The air is heavy. Old tensions, unspoken feelings, and truths that refuse to stay hidden collide as Y/N finds herself stuck between two versions of the same man-one she trusts, one she can't stand... and neither as unaffected as they pretend. (ART BY paanwny ON TIKTOK)