I understand. I want to believe that Maki-senpai and Okkotsu-senpai might be able to do this without me, but the last thing I remember... I know what my role is. I understand my place.

[ Yuji squeezes their hands, breathing out softly. He's trying not to think about it, but it keeps coming back to him. When he tries to force himself to remember, when he tries to force himself to forget, when he thinks about Nanami being gone, or what happened to Gojo-sensei... It's just too much for him.

They're just teenagers, aren't they? How is this fair?

He's used to it. That doesn't mean it's okay.

Yuji wants to move over and draw Raidou into his arms, wants to sink into him and not let go, to give him comfort at the same time. They should eat first, though, and he recognises that. ]

I'm working hard... I know a lot of people say it, but it's hard to believe when I've caused so many problems.