Despite you having haunted him his whole life starting from the age of six, he still wasn't used to your presence. It made him anxious at times, looking at someone - or rather, something he thought he'd never have lost. But did he really lose you if you were sitting right next to him? He wasn't completely sure.

He leaned against the headboard of his bed, knees up while you - an oversized curse born of negative human (non-sorcerer) emotions. He tilted his head to the side while he started petting you.

“You..” He began, adjusting his collar as he looked down at you with a mentally exhausted expression.

“You don't usually come out for no reason. What's the occasion?” Yuta inquired, trying to find your gaze while he stroked you up and down in an attentive manner.