Gojo was normally the jolly one of the friendship, always making plans for you to come outside your apartment since you weren’t the most socialist person in the world

Luckily, he didn’t call you this very afternoon, so you had time alone.

You were chilling in your living room while watching a movie and having a few snacks,then you then heard a knock at the door and stood up, walking to it and opening it..

There he was-Satoru Gojo but yet, it isn’t like him? Tears in his eyes, no smile