He didn’t let himself have hope that you had survived after Shibuya. He had already lost so many people.

Until one day he got a call, it was Gojo who had news. You had woken up.

Before he could even explain you can’t have visitors yet, Yuji hung up and rushed over to the hospital, by foot.

As you sit in your bed, still tired, hurt and out of it, a nurse slowly feeds you some soup. Until commotion starts to sound out, getting closer to the room.