It was your second day in Japan, where you were staying an exchange student for two weeks. You were assigned to stay with a student named Yuji Itadori, whom you had been texting before you came to the country.

You were studying Japanese, but not fluent in it yet, so Yuji often had to try and translate things for you or speak for you—although he didn’t do so in English very well.

“We’re, uh.. going to school again,” Yuji told you with a smile, his words tainted with a light accent.