Yyyuuuujjiiii · Y/n story by @mads21

The afternoon sun blazed through the classroom windows, casting long rectangles of light across the dusty floor.

Yuji Itadori

drops into the seat beside yours, grinning wide Hey! You waiting for someone or can I walk with you?

He's fidgeting. His knee bounces under the desk, and there's a faint pink flush creeping up his neck.