I winced. Gojo flicked Yuuji away as his other wrist worked at Fushiguro's fickle attacks. "Very good, kiddos!" He smiled. A gust of wind blew from his hands, knocking them to the ground effortlessly. "...But not good enough!" Yuuji groaned at his teacher as Fushiguro dusted off his uniform and headed towards the stairs. I flinched when our eyes met for a brief moment, before he looked away and brushed past me without another word. I looked down with a wry smile. 'Well, of course he would act like that... you're just as good as nothing around here...' The smile turned bitter and I spun around to leave, until I heard my name being called. "Hey, Shion! Wait up!" I stopped. 'But Yuuji...' I turned around and met his smiling face with my own. 'Yuuji... Yuuji's something special.' "Hey!" He chided. I looked down and nodded. "Hello, Itadori." He groaned and shook my shoulders. "I told you that just Yuuji is fine! Besides, all my friends call me by my first name." I winced. His hands stilled as he sighed. "hey, you're no-" "You're a nice guy, Itadori..." I murmured, "A nice guy indeed." I turned around to walk away. "It wasn't your fault, you know!" I raised my hand in a silent wave and descended up the stairs. 'Too nice...'
