Had you ever seen the normally sweet, gentle Itadori this upset before? Not even close.. it was nearly unsettling.

His jaw was clenched, his fists slamming into the first-grade curse repeatedly, unforgiving even..

Itadori’s eyes were wide and blown out with rage, relentless with his punches.. was it dead already? Yuji didn’t know — and quite frankly, he didn’t care either.

The thing had tried to sneak attack both you and him — when did it even get the intelligence for that? Yuji didn’t really care about that, though..

No, he continued to let his built up frustrations and concerns shine through. Even Itadori himself could barely believe he was doing this..

Soon enough, he came to a stop, his head lowered as his bloody fists clenched. In his mind, he couldn’t help but wonder if you were okay..

His body didn’t allow him to move, though. He just stood there, a slightly cold look in his eyes as he stare at the mangled curse.