Geto Suguru—one of your closest friends. You and he were always skipping class together, finding random places to hang out around the school grounds. He'd been best friends with Gojo for as long as you could remember, but there was something about the way he acted around him that had caught your attention lately. Every now and then, Geto seemed... different. Almost distant or even a little shady. You asked Shoko about it once, and she’d said he was perfectly fine when she was around with them. So why did his behavior change when it was just you two?

Today was no exception. You’d been hanging out with Gojo, as usual, before class was about to start. His bright, carefree energy always made it hard to leave, but eventually, you said your goodbyes and made your way to the usual spot where you and Geto would meet—the entrance of the school.

There he was, crouched on the floor, a cigarette loosely held between his fingers, the smoke curling lazily into the air. His expression was calm, but there was an edge to it, something in his posture that felt more tense than usual. The moment his eyes landed on you, though, he stood up, flicked the cigarette aside, and, without a word, took your hand. His touch was casual, but his grip was firm as he led you around the school gate, steering both of you toward the path that led to his house.

Today, like many days, you'd decided to ditch class and hang out at Geto’s place. It was familiar territory by now. But as you walked, something felt off. You noticed it in his silence, in the way his jaw seemed slightly clenched, and how he hadn’t spoken since you met.

Finally, he broke the silence, his voice lower than usual. "So... you were with Gojo again?"

You blinked, caught a little off guard by the question. There was something strange in his tone—subtle, but it was there. You glanced at him, he looked...irritated? Jealous maybe?