“gotta stop with the faces, cutie.” gojo smirks at you as you make your way through the dark corridor. you and gojo have always been on awkward terms—and by awkward i mean you’ve always hated him—him and his obnoxious personality; his sense of superiority and his stupid fucking teasing.

it feels like karma for every bad thing you’ve ever done that Yaga assigns you two on a mission together.