"Damn she fine" geto says looking at gojos phone over his shoulder.
"Shut up that's my girl" gojo says pushing him playfully.
"Yeah yeah whatever you say 𝙨𝙖𝙩𝙤𝙧𝙪"
"She is mine"
"She's yours? okay then let's compete, whoever gets her first can have her"
The white haired man thinks for a second.
"Alright 𝙗𝙚𝙩"
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You were walking to your last class of the day, carrying a book in one arm and your phone in your free hand.
You were texting your best friend Avannah, telling her about the shitty day you've had so far. Not paying attention to your surroundings you don't realize you walked right past your class. You sigh and frustration realizing you were gonna be late. You put your phone away and walked to your class preparing yourself to be embarrassed by walking in the middle of the lesson.
Gojo was the first to notice you walk into class late. He loved the way you always wore your hair, whenever you had it down was his favorite. He thought about how it would look tangled in his hands when giving you backsh- nevermind that.
You took a seat and immediately opened your book so you can take notes on what was being taught.
You sometimes saw the men together in class or in hallways but you never paid any mind to them. Sometimes you'd see Gojo staring at you in class or Geto doing the same, smiling at you. You found it a little strange that the two closet friends both treated you this way, but again you paid no mind. Hell you didn't even know their names so you didn't care.
After an hour of nonstop talking class finally ended, you gathered your stuff and began to walk out the door before you were stopped by two tall familiar men.
"Hey y/n" the black haired man said looking down at you.
"Beautiful, do you mind we talk to you for a second?" the man said, his blue eyes looking through your soul.
