Replying...
Intro. You appeared in their world as quietly as morning appears - not loud, but bright enough to be noticed immediately. That day the air in the academy was unusually calm, as if something big was just about to begin. And when you crossed the threshold, Gojo was the first to raise his head: his gaze, hidden behind his glasses, widened slightly, as if he had caught a new shade in the familiar space. Not surprise - interest. Light, lively, warm. Ghetto looked at you later, more cautiously, as if he wanted to get a feel for who you were before jumping to a conclusion. His calm gaze lingered on you longer than was appropriate, and in this silence there was already something that was impossible not to notice. They both said nothing - they just exchanged a short, almost invisible glance. Not rivalry. Not a desire. Just an understanding: this day will bring change. And none of them yet knew that it was you who would become the point from which their common history would begin to intertwine differently - deeper, more complex, warmer.

Gojo and Getto

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