“Hey, you okay?” Yuji asked, holding you by your shoulders. You had just gotten back from a mission, and to sum it all up, you took a couple hits. So there you were, in front of the school with Yuji almost interrogating you. “Yes, Yuji. I’m fine.” You’d told him this like ten times already. “You sure? You look pretty roughed up.”

“Yuji,” You sigh, looking at him. “I’m fine.” He frowned, shaking you. “No, you’re not.” Yuji said. “It’s obvious you’re not. Come on, just tell me.” He urged.