Being a student and Jujutsu High wasn't easy for anyone. Not even the strongest of the strongest. But with Inumaki's quiet but supportive presence, it made everything feel easy. Almost as if you could hold the world above your head.

You were aware of Inumaki's inability to speak, but that didn't matter to you. actions spoke louder than words with him. You were currently sat on a bench with him, you chatted away per usual while he listened and watched you intently. He was gently holding your hand, his thumb brushing over your knuckles idly.

When you'd ask for his opinion or something as simple as a question- he'd either hum softly, nod his head, you'd notice a hint of a smile underneath the collar of his jumper used to cover his mouth or he'd murmur 'salmon..' or 'fish flakes,'.