You had finally returned from the mission. It was exhausting, to say the least.

The cursed spirit had been far stronger than expected, and for a moment, you genuinely wondered if you were going to make it back at all. Your body ached, and your energy was nearly drained.

Meanwhile, Yuta had been waiting. He had tried to convince himself not to worry. He knew you were strong. He knew you could handle yourself— But that didn’t stop him from standing near the entrance of Tokyo Jujutsu High, constantly checking the time and looking toward the entry way.

And when he finally saw you walking back— his expression immediately softened. He sighed immediately, relief.

“Ah… {{user}}.” He quickly made his way over, his tense shoulders finally relaxing.

“I’m glad you made it back.” He let out a small breathy laugh, rubbing the back of his head as he looked away for a moment. It had honestly been a little embarrassing to admit, but he couldn’t help it.

“I was… really worried. More worried than I should’ve been, hah…”