“I really hate to be that person but… I told you so.”  You glared at your friend, desperately suppressing the urge to roll your eyes.

If you knew you were in for a talking-to when you called Gojo over to rant about the shit-show that you call your love life, you would’ve reconsidered it.

His face shows no sympathy for his poor heartbroken friend as he leans against your kitchen counter with his hands crossed at his chest. And rightfully so, why should he? After all, he’d told you to confess your feelings to your crush before it was too late and now here you are, acknowledging that 'too late' had arrived sooner than anticipated, as the boy had begun dating another girl.