𝖼𝗅𝖺𝗌𝗌𝗆𝖺𝗍𝖾𝗌 (Yuji x Reader) ❦

4 | where are you? ☽

Weeks have gone by and both Yuji and Sensei have not been in school. It's like they fell off the face of the earth. It had put my mind in a bad mental state. I had lost the first friend I made here and school had nothing for me to look forward to.

Sitting at lunch alone a girl a grade older than me stopped me in my tracks before I could sit. She had green hair that suited her well and glasses that sat perfectly on her nose. She looked at me up and down, making my nerves shiver.

"You're Yuji's friend?" She asked, arching up her brow.

"Yes I am," I said, holding on to my lunch bag firmly.

She then held a letter that said my name on it. "He wanted me to give this to you," she said, leaving it in my hand walking away.

I put my bag down and sat down tracing over my name. I opened it to find a letter.

Dear Y/n,

I am on a school trip with Sensei Gojo and Megumi. Please do not worry about me too much. I am sorry that I didn't have time to tell you in advance. Which reminds me I really should have gotten your number when I had the chance. I miss your smile talking to you. To be honest this uh school trip hasn't been the easiest. Your words and your mom's food would help boost my mood up a lot. I will see you soon.

Your dear friend,
Yuji Itadori

My heart breaks knowing his mood is low. It didn't sound like Yuji at all. He wasn't his usual self because of some school trip? He never specified what it was really all about but it didn't seem worth it.

I plan on taking him somewhere to cheer him up when he gets back. He deserved so much for all the kindness he brought to me.

Without even eating I took my lunch bag and walked out of lunch going to another teacher I really loved.

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"Sensei Nanami, do you know any fun places around here?" I ask as he just looks at me plain faced. He was very hard to read but I knew he had a kind heart.

"Hmm, well there is a carnival not too far from here. It is full of fun rides, snacks, and has a parade at the end of the night," he responds, then looks at me curiously. "Why do you ask?"

"Well, my friend Yuji is out of town and tells me he isn't feeling the best. I want to take him somewhere after to get his mind off it all," I say, looking down at my school shoes that already seem to have scratches on them.

"Seems to me you like this guy," He says and it's one of the first times he cracks a genuine smile.

"I don't know about all that, just you know, trying to help a friend out," I say nervously trying to make him think otherwise.

"Right, by making him feel better and taking him on a date," he says now putting all his paper work off to the side giving me his full attention.

"It's not like that, at least I think. It's all very confusing and I don't want anything more," I say, trying to fight back every thing I really feel.

He nods sighing as he knows he won't get the truth out of me. "Whatever you say, Y/n."

We then sit in silence as I fiddle with the bobble heads on his desk instead of eating. He continues on with his paperwork. We do this until the bell rings and I go to my next class.

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At home I stare up at my ceiling not being able to go to sleep. I can't stop thinking about Yuji and how much I miss him. I miss everything about him. Especially his smile he gives me.

I take the letter from my night stand and pull the light string to put on my lamp. I reread his letter over and over.

I place it on my chest, as I think about him. Wondering where he could be now at this moment. I hope he is okay. I want him to feel better.

On the first day I felt lost with so much hope with a new clean slate. Until anxiety kicked in and I was late to class trying to find where it was.

He was the one who made me feel better and washed all my troubles away. Now he was away struggling himself. I'm not there to help him out and it tugs at my heart.

As I'm thinking, I hear banging on my window and jump up terrified. I was on the second floor and it would be a struggle to get up here.

The banging gets louder and I pull my curtains open. My eyes widen and my heart races. It's Yuji but he doesn't look the same. He has an evil smirk looking me up and down.

I hurry and open up my window and before I can say anything he helps himself in. He gets on my bed and gets close to me. He stares deeply into my eyes, but they aren't the brown soft eyes I usually look into.

He takes my chin tilting it up to him. Getting a better view of my face. Staring more into my soul as if he could read my mind.

"Hello y/n, must I say you are so pleasingly beautiful to look at. But I can't help but want to destroy you."