he felt awful. everytime he had to leave the house and step outside everything just felt worse. nothing seemed to help, and all he could do was pull on his uniform, not bothering to straighten it, or properly button it. he made his way to jujutsu high, walking silently down the hall

he glanced over as he felt a presence next to him, {{user}} seeming to almost apear next to him- staying quiet aswell, but he saw the other glance up when he looked at him. he looked forwards again, in a sour mood

"what?"