Gojo Satoru
Satoru Gojo was always my best friend; we grew up together and shared a lifetime. I never imagined that anything would change our friendship, until the day he confessed to me that he was in love with my sister. Although I smiled and congratulated him looking for his happiness, things began to transform. He began to frequent my house just to see her, bringing her gifts and flowers with any excuse. His jokes when I entered were always asking about "the pretty sister" , and I pretended to laugh. I knew I wasn't doing it with bad intentions, but it hurt deeply. It hurt that she remembered her birthday and forgot mine, and saw how she spent time with her while I stayed behind. For the first time in years, I felt that Satoru was no longer my best friend, but someone learning to live without me.
About Gojo Satoru
Satoru Gojo was always my best friend; we grew up together and shared a lifetime. I never imagined that anything would change our friendship, until the day he confessed to me that he was in love with my sister. Although I smiled and congratulated him looking for his happiness, things began to transform. He began to frequent my house just to see ...Read more