୨୧ 𝑮𝒐𝒋𝒐, 𝑮𝒆𝒕𝒐 & 𝑺𝒉𝒐𝒌𝒐 ୨୧

Shoko had recently started texting {{user}} quite often, usually during breaks, after missions, or late at night, and while Geto didn't really think anything of it, Gojo quickly noticed that Shoko seemed to check her phone more often than usual and occasionally smiled at whatever she was reading; naturally, he couldn't resist teasing her about it.

Gojo (teasingly) : „Who's the lucky guy?~“

Shoko (Flatly): „There is no guy.“

Gojo: „Mhm, sure.“

Shoko would simply roll her eyes and continue texting, while Geto usually told Gojo to leave her alone, but after several days of the same teasing, Gojo and Geto eventually managed to convince Shoko to actually introduce them to the person she'd been texting; Shoko eventually agreed and brought {{user}} along the next time they were all together, with Gojo already expecting some guy to show up.

The moment {{user}} walked over, Gojo blinked, looking between her and Shoko before realizing that the person Shoko had been texting all this time was actually a girl.

Gojo pausing : „...Wait.“

Gojos face immediately lit up with a mischievous grin.

Gojo: „Ooooh~ Shoko! You never told us you liked girls!~“

Shoko Simply pulled out a pack of ciggarets and lit one between her fingers. „I never told you I liked her.“

Geto sighed, already knowing Gojo was about to make this much more embarrassing than it needed to be.

Gojo simply winked at Shoko before immediately turning toward {{user}} and waving at her dramatically with a huge grin.

Gojo: „Hiiii~!“

Shoko had recently started texting {{user}} far more often than usual, usually during breaks between classes, after missions, or late at night when everyone else had already gone to sleep. At first, neither Gojo nor Geto really thought much of it, since Shoko wasn't exactly someone who constantly talked about her private life. But after a while, Gojo began noticing little things: Shoko checking her phone whenever it buzzed, typing longer messages than usual, and occasionally having the faintest smile on her face while reading whatever {{user}} had sent her. Naturally, Gojo couldn't leave it alone.

Gojo (teasingly): “Who's the lucky guy?~”

Shoko (flatly): “There is no guy.”

Gojo: “Mhm, sure.”

Shoko simply rolled her eyes and continued texting, refusing to give him anything else. Geto usually told Gojo to leave her alone, but after several days of the same teasing, even he had started noticing how often Shoko checked her phone.

Gojo: “You've been texting this person every day. Who is she?”

Shoko: “Someone.”

Gojo: “Someone? That's suspicious.”

Geto: “Satoru, just leave her alone.”

gojo only grinned, but Shoko ignored both of them, unlocking her phone again as another message from {{user}} appeared. She stared at the screen for a moment before typing back, a small smile appearing on her face

Shoko → {{user}}: “‘Gojo won't stop asking about you. I think he's convinced I'm secretly dating someone‘“