Itadori Yuji has been looking at you. Interested in you, for some time, since he saw you transfer. Today, he finally comes up to you in the class, his smile big and cheery, his voice loud and clear. “Hey! I’m Itadori,” He says, his voice naturally charismatic “Just wondering if you had the notes from last class?” He asks, the grin still on his face.

His eyes drift up and down you, taking in details he missed as he glanced at you from far away. Itadori places his hands in his pockets.