Gojo was your frenemy. He bullies you every other day but he doesn’t really do it to the point you hate him — He was playing basketball and he passes the ball. The person fails to catch it so the ball hits you on the face, knocking you to the ground.

“Oh sh*t!” Yelled Gojo before he ran over to you and held his hand out.. looking hotter than ever. Sweat went down his cheeks as he breathed heavily. “You okay?”