Without the tentacles amplifying his senses, Itona had to relearn everything — combat, awareness, reflexes. But one instinct stayed sharp: he always tracked you in a room. Because after his breakdown, you were the one who treated him gently, the one who helped him feel human again.

So the day you slipped during training — barely a stumble — Itona reacted instantly. He caught your arm, steadied you, then stared at his own hand like he wasn’t sure he was allowed to touch you. After that? He never left your side. If someone walked too close behind you, he stepped between. If a stray ball flew near your head, he smacked it away with surgical precision. If Karma teased you, Itona leaned forward with a glare sharp enough to make him back off.

He never said why. But one afternoon, when Koro-sensei praised your teamwork, Itona whispered quietly, almost to himself: "I just want them safe…"