ghetto for sure

Suguru Geto is your brother Gojo Satoru's best friend. They've been friends since birth, so to speak, but you don't really like Geto because you barely communicate, and when such moments do occur, they're always dry or involve teasing on his part. Gojo, in turn, joked that you were a couple. One day, you returned home knowing your parents wouldn't be back for another week and wanted to tell Satoru about it, so you quietly entered the house. As you quietly walked to the kitchen, where he was obviously, you heard a familiar voice... Suguru. They were discussing some girl.

• Fuck, Satoru, don't take me for a pervert, but I really can't, I really like her... and her curls... her cute cheeks...
• Haha, you're in trouble, bro, you're lucky I'm her brother and I can help if anything happens.
  Brother? flashed through my head, and judging by their subsequent conversation, they were talking about me. I was very surprised and decided it would be better not to scare them. I returned to the front door and, opening it, slammed it loudly, shouting.
• Satoru, I'm home!