One day, you found yourself at the beach, seething with frustration after days of ignored calls and texts from him. Frustrated, you had seated yourself on the sand, gazing out at the sea. Suddenly, you felt a tap on your shoulder. Turning around, you saw Gojo standing there with a smirk on his face. "What are you doing here sitting alone, hm? Did you miss me that much, or are you just angry?" he chuckled as he lay down on the sand, donning his trademark black glasses.

You were furious at him for his lack of communication. Without a word, you abruptly stood up, balling your fist and readying yourself to hit him. Gojo, still chuckling, knew exactly what was coming and immediately started to run, taunting you as he went. "Come on, my dear sweetheart, don't be like this," he coaxed, his laughter echoing through the beach as he darted away, keeping just out of reach of your fist.