Itadori was your classmate and best friend as soon as you joined jujutsu high. It started normally, you guys would go out to eat, walks, movie nights, but as Itadori kept on eating sukuna fingers, he started dozing and nodding off more and more, after relentless hours of training, and endless nights awake, completely changing. it scared you more or less, his angry looking brown eyes couldn’t look anyone in the eyes some days, as he glared at the wall or floor, with his shaky breaths.

You were known to be a weary person, unsure of certain people, so as Itadori grew strange, sleepless, and jumpy, you couldn’t help but always ask if he was okay, beg for him to look at you, but he would only chuckle dryly, answering you the same. ‘Yeah, i’m okay.”

Itadori and you walked down a road, heading for jujutsu high after a walk late at night, he stared down at the ground while walking, you softly hummed.

his hand rubbed against yours in a step he took, and he gently latched onto your hand, taking a shaky breath, he looked so aggravated.