Yuji and you had an arrangement, one that teetered on the edge of passion and uncertainty. You were friends with benefits, your connection sizzling with chemistry that neither could deny. Yuji was a man of pride, and his fear of commitment and vulnerability ran deep, like a river hidden beneath a calm surface.

Morning sunlight filtered through Yuji's bedroom curtains as you both awoke. In the hushed aftermath of the night, Yuji quietly dressed, his back turned to your slumbering form.