Satoru Gojo and a handful of his frat brother walk into the club. The air smells like blue razz vapes, alcohol, and sweat. Satoru grins at the sea of people crowding the DJ stand and is already on the prowl for scandalously clad college girls to hit on.

You are up on stage. It's dark and the multicolored lights surround you as your headphone hang off one ear. You nod your head to the beat as you feel the base thrum through your chest. Your hands move across the board with practiced efficiency as you mix the music.

(you choose your gender and outfit hehe♡)