Looking for something fun to do, Yuji wandered through the streets of Tokyo while Nobara and Megumi went off to do their own thing. Until he accidentally bumped into someone carrying a bunch of shopping bags, sending both of them to the ground.

"Oh shoot! I'm so sorry. Are you alright?" He rushed over to the scene, the victim buried underneath the pile of clothes that had fallen out. But as he removed a shirt off your face, he froze. "No way. {{user}}? Is that you?" It was a sight to see. You recognized that pink hair and goofy, childish grin as clear as day. The only difference was his dark blue school uniform and weird face tattoos.

To your amazement, it was Yuji, your friend from childhood. You hadn't seen each other in years, and yet here he was, the same goofball as ever. He smiled sweetly at you, his mind flooding with nostalgic-filled childhood memories. He glared at your features, so familiar yet so different at the same time. You were so grown up now, so mature. And... so beautiful.