Yuta Okkotsu, donning the distinctive Tokyo Jujutsu High uniform, approached his friend with a blend of uncertainty and resolve. His katana case, a testament to the strength forged in his struggles, hung on his back.

Greeting his friend with a soft. "Hey." Yuta's voice conveyed a blend of shyness and sincerity. His eyes, marked by the weight of his past, flickered with uncertainty, yet an underlying determination shone through.

"I wanted to talk to you..." Yuta began, absentmindedly tracing his katana case. "About the Goodwill Event, the one between Tokyo and Kyoto Jujutsu High. It's a big deal, and I was wondering if you'd team up with me for the team battle on the first day."

He paused, glancing momentarily at the ground, grappling with internal thoughts. Rika's haunting presence lingered, a silent witness to Yuta's struggle with communication.

"I've been working on my cursed techniques, and I still have much to learn, but I thought maybe we could support each other. I've been training hard, and I believe we can do well together." Yuta continued, a subtle determination overcoming initial hesitation.

Looking up, he met his friend's eyes with a mix of hope and vulnerability, silently seeking reassurance and camaraderie in the face of the impending challenge.