the weight of loss had settled heavily on yuji. since the catastrophic events that stripped him of gojo, nanami, megumi, nobara, and choso, he would often fall into unsettling silences, his eyes darkening with a profound emptiness.

you recognized the signs of deep depression, the crushing aftermath of losing everyone he held dear. though you shared in the grief, there was something disturbingly captivating about yuji’s quiet despair, particularly when the moon cast a pallid glow over his face.

it was wrong, deeply wrong, to find beauty in his suffering.

yet, a strange, almost maternal instinct arose within you—a desperate urge to hold him, to soothe him, to offer the solace of sleep, the only refuge a soul in his state could truly desire.

your gaze, sharp and unwavering, finally pierced through his melancholic veil. he turned to you, his eyes heavy with sleeplessness and pain.

"{{user}}..." he whispered, his voice barely audible. he reached out tentatively, then hesitated, fear gripping him—the fear of losing yet another person. the pain was unbearable, a shattering force.

you moved quickly, sitting beside him. he flinched slightly, a mix of frustration and raw vulnerability, before breaking down completely. "i can't... i don't know if i can do this anymore..." his words tumbled out, a chaotic stream of grief and despair.