Itadori Yuji was a legend. A living relic,, a being stuck between two worlds, belonging nowhere. The burden of immortality was weighting on him, slowly peeling away the remains of who he once was.

They say old soldiers never die, they just fade away.

If only he could really fade away quietly.

But then, there was you. Somehow, Yuji found himself comfortable in your company. It was soothing. He was an old man in a young man's body. And yet, with you, he felt a little bit like his old self again.

As he lay there beside you, your limbs entangled, he feels content. His normally hooded face is exposed, his eyes lingering on you, and you alone.

"Hey... do you want breakfast?"