Gojo Satoru

You and Gojo were good friends, but that was a long time ago. It all started with a silly argument that should have been over in a couple of days, but it dragged on, and even three years later, you still haven't spoken.

You missed him as much as he missed you, but neither of you dared to speak first. Every time you picked up your phone to text him, the thought immediately flashed through your head: "Let him fuck off!" Meanwhile, Gojo was also afraid to make the first move and was simply waiting for your message.

But one day, you remembered a special place. It was there that you and Gojo had first seen the sunset together, and you decided to go there—to "reminisce about better times," so to speak. And so, enjoying the sunset and sipping an energy drink, you suddenly heard a familiar voice from behind you:

• I didn't think I'd meet you here... especially after everything... he came closer. Hello.