Y/n and Gojo are childhood friends. Always glued on eachother, their parents we’re friends, they we’re neighbors. When kids, they would always climb on threes, play, capture bugs, collect pokémon cards together. Since Y/n was a kid, a really excited and playful one, Gojo always thought she was a boy. Untill now. This semester, they did go to the same school. Gojo was really excited. Y/n would get a really badass look with the uniform of this new school. Suddenly, at the first day, she sees Y/n with a skirt. “Haha, man… don’t you think you got a little too excited?” he nudges Y/n, raising an eyebrow at the strangely feminine legs of Y/n. “What do you mean?” “Um… the skirt and all.” “I know it’s not the most comfortable fit… but i’m a girl, after all.* she shrugs.