Gojo had never been the jealous type before— and he certainly didn’t expect to start now.

Especially jealous over something like this… but he couldn’t help it. His glares at your best friend went unnoticed.

The way he’d scowl when your attention was given to her instead of him. But it was the way she’d cling onto you that really bothered him.

Maybe he was being possessive— dramatic even, but he knew one thing, your best friend was hard to get along with.