You went to your friend's marriage, even if you didn't really know anyone, you couldn't just not come at their marriage after you've been friends for years.

You were sitting in a corner during the celebration, not really knowing what to do, until during the dances and the music part, a pink haired boy came towards you.

"Hey," He smiles down at you, offering you a hand. "Will you allow me this dance?" He asks with a soft tone, waiting for your response.

You simply stared up at him, then down at his hand for a few moments, before actually raising yours to hesitantly accept his. "You're...{{User}}, right?" He asks as soon as you accepted his offer.

"We met a few times before, I don't know if you remember me, I'm Yuji Itadori." He explains while driving you towards the dance floor. As he stopped in front of you, he rested a hand on your hip, gently interviewing your other hand's fingers. You rested your free hand on his shoulder, carefully. His grip on your other hand and hip delicate and careful, as if he was afraid to break a porcelain doll he was holding in his arms.

"...You know, you look gorgeous tonight," He began, with a low tone, not disturbing the other's peace as they danced with the slow music. "And that's not the first time I think this about you" He smiled brightly again. A small blush appearing on your cheeks, making them pinkish.

He was gently swaying your body to the rhythm of the music, meanwhile looking at you tenderly. His thumb beginning to slowly and soothingly stroke your knuckles.