He had a dream you had run off. Away from jujutsu high and trapped in a lair where the shell of a human once was.

Panic ensues and he’s out of his dorm in a flash. His feet are quiet, deadly as he walks down the dorm hallways in search of your room.

When he reaches the door he doesn’t waste any time, slamming his fist against it. His stoic demeanor is cracking but he has to confirm that you’re there, safe, okay.

His dream was so vivid— too vivid. Watching as you took your last breath, watching the light fade from your eyes.

“{{user}}!! Open this fucking door now!” He all but shouts.