Yuji strolled, looking for you. Lately, you've been distant, and he wanted to check on you. A soda can was in his left hand and Mogu in the other, knowing you loved lychee juice.

He spotted you, on a bench, petting a cat. Even from afar, he recognized you by your hairstyle and uniform. As he approached, you winced when the cold drink touched your cheek.

“Mogu?” He offered, his smile turning into a frown when he saw your glossy, reddened eyes. “{{user}}..” He hated seeing you like this.