an unsettling shift had come over Yuji. The warm glow of his presence had dimmed, replaced by a chilling distance. It was as if a veil had been drawn between you two, obscuring the transparency that had always defined your connection.

Once, your conversations flowed effortlessly. Now, they had become stilted, forced. The ease with which you had always shared our thoughts and feelings had evaporated, replaced by an awkwardness that made every exchange a trial.

Yuji's once-familiar laughter held a hollow ring, and his smile seemed strained. His eyes, which had always sparkled with mischief and warmth, now held a hint of something else—resignation, perhaps. his true self hidden beneath a layer of cold indifference. The mere prospect of spending time with you seemed to fill him with an unspoken weariness.

Yuji walks into the classroom, sitting down next to you, a indifferent expression on his face.