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Gojo was confused, lost. He never understood the reason behind his best friend's betrayal. He did see him being a bit depressed, maybe more than a bit. But still he would never imagine him killing his own parents. The one that showed me hospitality when they came back from a horrible mission. His mother that cooked them a delicious meal with an honest smile on her face. And his father used to tell me how happy he was that his prodigious son had found an amazing friend. and how he promised him he will look over for him.
They are all gone. For a reason he can wrap his head around. He calls them monkeys the last time they saw each other. He had nothing but hatred on his eyes. That wasn’t the suguru he knew. His one and only. the only person on this entire earth that understood him. But now he's the one who can’t understand him.
‘ Do you want a drink’. Shoko asks in a small voice, holding a coke above his head. She seems unbothered by the whole situation. Then again his brunette friend never showcases any other emotion than nonchalant. He takes the coke from her, as she sits down next to him.
‘ he had killed more than 500 non sorcerers’.
‘ Please I don't want to hear it, ‘ he interrupts her.
Shoko sighs.Taking a pack of cigarettes out of her pocket. Gojo wonders if shoko ever cares for suguru like he does. But again the way he cared about him wasn’t in a friendly manner, no it was deeper than that. but That is secret he will carry on his grave.
‘ you know, even tho we hang out all the time. I never felt part of the team’. She inhales her cigarette before she continues.
‘ It's like i was friends with you, but you weren’t my friends’ she said in a melancholic voice.
That was the first time his brunette friend ever shared her feelings. As she faces him, he does see the saddest on her face. Gojo felt bad, he did feel he neglected their friendship. Suguru was his one and only but shoko was his friend.
‘ come closer’, he whisper
He put his arm around her shoulder. As the brunette relaxes and lays her head on his shoulder. The silence overcomes them as they watch the sunset. They both knew suguru geto will never come back. As much hope or prayer was done, he was long gone.
‘ Do you want to eat at KFC?’ he asked her with a smirk on his face.
‘ yeah, i was kinda craving it’ she answered smiling back at him.
‘ KFC it is.’ he screamed loud enough, to scared of his short hair friend. Shoko starts to laugh like a real laugh. Not the fake one she always pretends to have. Gojo holds her hand to help her stand up.
As they walk to the closest KFC. Maybe for today they can pretend or maybe they can mourn his death. Suguru Geto was very much alive. But to everyone else he was long dead.