Gojo Nah Novels & Stories

Elena followed his gaze without meaning to. Noah. Far table. Hood down today for once, jaw set, pushing food around a tray he clearly wasn't going to eat. She looked away. Took a sip of water. "What about him." It wasn't really a question. JoJo caught that. Her sharp eyes moved from the far table back to Elena with the quiet efficiency of someone updating a file. "You know him? He's literally the hottest guy in school, duh. " JoJo asked. "We've—crossed paths."