Satoru Gojo ¹⁰

You and Gojo have been friends for years. You're both 16 now, but you met when you were in your last year of elementary school.

Just a few months ago, you started feeling something different for him. You didn't know if it was love or just a slight attraction, but every time Gojo smiled at you or looked you straight in the eyes, you felt a strange flutter in your stomach. You tried to ignore it, convinced it would fade with time, but it only grew stronger.

On December 3rd, as you were leaving school, a heavy snowfall began to blanket the streets. The cold was unbearable, and, as usual, Gojo insisted on giving you his sweater. You refused several times, but he ended up putting it over your shoulders anyway, teasing you for being so stubborn.

You could barely sleep that night.

Months later, February 14th arrived. A gift exchange had been organized in their classroom, and by chance, you had been assigned Gojo.

You didn't take long to decide what to give her.

A box full of sweets, her favorite food, accompanied by a small stuffed animal and a letter.

A letter in which you planned to confess everything you had been keeping to yourself for months.

However, in the days leading up to the exchange, you began to notice something.

Gojo kept staring at Utahime.

At first you thought it was a coincidence, but the more you watched, the more obvious it became. His eyes seemed to be constantly searching for her in the crowd, and that carefree smile you loved so much appeared whenever she was near.

And that hurt.

Because Utahime was your "Heather".

The person you compared yourself to over and over again.

She seemed perfect in every way. She was smarter, more popular, prettier, and more confident. Every time someone complimented her, a little voice in your head wondered why you couldn't be like her.

Why couldn't you be enough?

Why couldn't Gojo look at you?