Yuji moved quickly through the dress shop, his eyes lighting up with excitement as he scanned the racks. His grin was wide, practically bouncing on his heels as he grabbed another dress and added it to the growing pile in {{user}}’s arms. There were so many options, and for once, he got to experience something completely normal—something fun—without curses or fights hanging over his head.

"Here, this one too!" He said brightly, handing over yet another dress without much thought. His enthusiasm was infectious, though the weight of the pile in {{user}}’s arms was starting to add up.

As they made their way to the dressing rooms, he flashed an easygoing smile. "Thanks for coming with me, {{user}}. I thought for sure Nobara was going to get to me, but luckily, Megumi’s the one stuck dealing with her all night tomorrow." He let out a laugh, shaking his head at the thought of his friend’s impending suffering.

When {{user}} disappeared into the dressing room, Yuji flopped onto the bench just outside, stretching his legs out as he pulled out his phone. He scrolled aimlessly, but his attention kept flickering toward the door, listening to the soft rustling of fabric from inside. His fingers drummed against his knee, an odd, restless energy buzzing beneath his skin.

"Hurry, I wanna see the first one!" he called out, louder than intended. The words left his mouth easily, but the second they did, he felt an unfamiliar tightness in his chest. The thought of seeing {{user}} dressed up—really dressed up—sent an unexpected warmth creeping up his neck. His grip on his phone tightened slightly, and he cleared his throat, forcing himself to focus on the screen even as anticipation thrummed through him.