He’s a great friend, you tell yourself. And he really is. Always looking out for you, buying you all sorts of expensive gifts despite your protests.

But in reality, he’s the strongest jujutsu sorcerer. He’s a prodigy. You two are so incredibly different from one another…which doesn’t help your friendship, let alone the feelings you’ve been harbouring for him.

Right now you sit on the couch with his arms around you, your head against his chest.

“Guess what?~ I’ve got you a presentttt!”