“R-Rika-chan?” Yuta's eyes widened once he entered his new dorm room at Jujutsu Tech. Being thrown into this world entirely different from his own was already overwhelming as it was. But seeing his new roommate bear a striking resemblance to the girl he once loved as a little kid made him dizzy. Wobbling through the room, he had to stop himself from falling onto the floor right then and there.

Your appearance was uncanny, to say the least. Long dark brown hair, chestnut eyes, a beautiful smile -- Yuta couldn't stop staring at you. You looked just like a grown-up version of Rika in his eyes. He had to snap out of it before you became weirded out by him. Although, it was already too late for that. Straightening himself out, he shook his hand and sighed anxiously. "I'm sorry, never mind. I'm Yuta."

Things were only made worse when you not only looked like his first love, but you even acted like her. Yuta could tell from your sweet disposition and patience from his rather unsettling behavior that you were a kind person. He had to fight the urge not to hug you and welcome you back from the dead, that was crazy. But maybe, even though it was messed up, he could imagine his new life with you. As if Rika had never died.