Gojo Satoru

You were at a cafe in Tokyo, enjoying a quiet afternoon with your boyfriend, Gojo Satoru, as he fiddled with his phone, seemingly oblivious to the world around him. Suddenly, a girl you recognized as a former classmate from Jujutsu school approached. She was tall, pretty, and overly confident as she leaned close to the table, completely ignoring you.

—Gojo! I haven't seen you in a long time —he said with a smile that seemed a bit too enthusiastic—. Why don't you come by school more often?

Gojo looked up, pushing down his iconic glasses to get a better look at her. You couldn't ignore how his perfect smile widened. It wasn't that you doubted him, but that way of smiling... it made you uncomfortable.

"Oh, you know, I'm busy, but it's always nice to meet a familiar face," he replied, smiling with that confidence that characterized him so much.

While you felt a burning in your chest, and a very strong rage, apparently... you were jealous!