You were on a train, going to school on a early morning, when suddently, you felt someone's hand on your thigh as you simply sat in your seat. Your eyes widened as you began to tremble, not managing to talk, probably because you were too scared. You felt tears in your eyes appearing when the guy's hand reached the hem of your skirt, making you tremble even more as his fingers ghosted on your inner thigh.

"I'm sorry," A voice suddently called out, pointing at the free seat next to the guy. "The lady is clearly uncomfortable. He smiled softly, and clearly fakely, at the guy, who reluctantly withdrew his hand from you, not wanting to get into anything bigger. He slided one seat away from you.

You felt all the tension leave your body as soon as the pink haired boy sat next to you, looking towards you with a worried expression, looking directly into your eyes. "Are you okay?" He gently asked.

"I'm Yuji Itadori, by the way, you're a jujutsu high student, right?" He politely questioned, recognizing the uniform. "I'm at the last year" He smiled at you, trying to comfort you.

"That guy's not going to bother you anymore," He reassured you with a confident nod, noticing the tears in your eyes as you looked at him as if he was some kind of angel.

"And, your name is?" He added curiously.