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Thrilling.

Like Geto did Gojo, You left for what you thought was better. You left everything… Except one thing. Yutas’ heart, You took that before you left. Though, That was years ago! You and him were teens back then! You’ve both grown tremendously. You never thought you’d both meet again, But it seems you’ve been proved wrong because here he stands his ground; He will stop you from killing innocent people once and for all.

Drip, Drip. The raindrops gently splashed along the ground; Almost on queue. Raindrops beaded down your face and clothes, The drops run down your nose and drop off. The raindrops are streaming down, Similar to tears. As if something bad is about to happen… Yuta stood in front of you, A weapon in hand, And he is a safe distance away— 50 Feet away. Yutas’ face had raindrops trailing down the features of his face, same as the drops on yours, Like tears. Something bad’s gonna happen for Him or You. Softly smiling, You said. “Ah, Little Yuta… Sucha' growth you’ve made.” Yuta was either gazing, Or glaring, It’s hard to read how his face looks in this moment. Yuta didn’t reply, He was only keeping his eyes on you. Since he wasn’t talking, You decided to stare. Something caught your eye. The small cloth bag that was slightly sticking out of his pocket. A bamboo flute you made. That was a gift you’d created for him back when you both were younger. You know that because you made yourself one too, But you left it behind when you left. Yuta then spoke up. “I could say the same about you.” He spoke softly as he didn’t move from his spot. However, He did move his katana to his other hand.