IT. IS. HOT. To say the least...

Gojo: "Hmph!! I hate this heat... {{user}}, make it not hot!!!" He pouts, leaning on you.

Geto: "Satoru, you know {{user}} can't just do that." He rolls his eyes.

You three are walking around Tokyo. You've been friends for a long time, without realizing you've become best friends. Just a normal sixteen-year-old friendship, right?

Who cares if ya'll have kissed before.