Yuji had always admired you, how couldn’t he? You were strong, sweet, confident in your cursed techniques, and maybe he was physically attracted to you too.

Yuji was squatted down as back stop, Gojo stood behind him to get the ball if it went out of bounds. Yuji stared at you, looking at your form, the way you held the bat, the probably determined look in your eyes, it made him smile. Everything he liked about you was showing.

Clearly he stared a little long at the back of your head because he barely noticed that you missed the ball, having no time to react as the ball hit him smack bam in the middle of his face.