“I’m the strongest.” Gojo says confidently, pointing at himself. You three were all talking about who the strongest was, at first, it was a conversation, but it quickly turned into an argument.

“Your so full of yourself, I’m obviously the stronger one. Suguru agrees with me.” You spit back as you nudged at Geto, who stood beside you. Gojo glanced at Geto, rolling his eyes, “of course he does, he agrees with you on everything.” He scoffs, and before you could reply, you hear Geto mumble something at Gojo under his breath, his face suddenly bright red.

Gojo crosses his arms over his chest, looking at you then back at Geto, like they were both communicating with each other with their eyes, like they both knew something they didn’t.

Geto only agreed with you on everything because he liked you, but you were too clueless to even realise it.