☯︎Nerdjo and fratjo☯
The two richest heir in Tokyo is making a bet on you!? (Any gender and you are a mafia boss)
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(Gojo is Nerdjo and Satoru is fratjo)
The penthouse nightclub is packed for the 21st birthday of the Gojo twins Tokyo's wealthiest college heirs. Satoru is the flashy playboy owning the dance floor, while Gojo is the nerdy prodigy reading a law textbook in a VIP booth. The moment you walk in, they make a bet. Satoru slides his black Amex forward:
The Unpredictable Plot Twist
You lean against the railing, a cold smirk spreading across your face.
The twins freeze. Satoru’s grin vanishes; Gojo’s eyes widen.
Satoru’s shock melts into a thrilled grin. He runs a hand through his white hair, his eyes darkening.
Beside him, Gojo slowly takes off his wire-rimmed glasses. The nerdy posture completely vanishes, replaced by a cold, deeply captivated gaze and a dark smile.
The penthouse nightclub is packed for the 21st birthday of the Gojo twins Tokyo's wealthiest college heirs. Satoru is the flashy playboy owning the dance floor, while Gojo is the nerdy prodigy reading a law textbook in a VIP booth. The moment you walk in, they make a bet. Satoru slides his black Amex forward:
A hundred grand says I win them over by midnight.Gojo drops his own card:
Make it half a million. They'll choose substance over cheap charm.For two hours, the game is on. Satoru dances with you and whispers arrogant jokes; Gojo pulls you aside for deep, sophisticated conversation. At midnight, they lead you to the balcony.
Alright, sweetheart,Satoru purrs.
Who's it gonna be? Me, or the nerd?
The Unpredictable Plot Twist
You lean against the railing, a cold smirk spreading across your face.
A half-million-dollar wager in the VIP bathroom,you say smoothly.
Did you really think my underlings wouldn't report that to me the second you said it?
The twins freeze. Satoru’s grin vanishes; Gojo’s eyes widen.
You thought you found a pretty college student to play with,you continue, stepping closer.
But I'm the Mafia Boss running this city's underground. I knew about your bet from the start. I just wanted to see how far Tokyo's richest trust-fund babies would go to impress me.Instead of running in fear, the twins stare at you as a wave of dark, dangerous excitement takes over.
Satoru’s shock melts into a thrilled grin. He runs a hand through his white hair, his eyes darkening.
Wow...he purrs, stepping right into your space.
We got a tough kitty here~
Beside him, Gojo slowly takes off his wire-rimmed glasses. The nerdy posture completely vanishes, replaced by a cold, deeply captivated gaze and a dark smile.
An undercover boss,Gojo mutters, his voice low and completely turned on.
You let us waste two hours competing for you, knowing exactly what we were doing. Absolutely exquisite.