[ The majority, but enough people close to Yuji's heart have been taken that he can't quite muster the strength to be okay.
If Katsuki and Raidou had been on that list, if more people that Yuji cared about had been stolen, he might be worse, but he's not sure what worse might be. The depth of his sadness is something that feels innate in him, as if he was born with it, born with this deep well of grief and hurt inside him, just waiting to be let loose on the world. There are already so, so many people to save, and he doesn't know what to do.
Even Katsuki's gentle, careful arms aren't quite enough to help soothe him, aren't quite enough to shake the horrors unfurling inside of him.
He knows who he is. As soon as they have a hint of where the people are, as soon as he has a whiff of where Nanami and Choso are, he's going to be going.
His own life matters little in comparison to theirs.
That's how it's always been in his mind, his own mentality; no matter how far he comes, that anchor will always hold him back.
The squeeze of his hand makes him breathe out, a sharp, whimpering sound. ]
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If Katsuki and Raidou had been on that list, if more people that Yuji cared about had been stolen, he might be worse, but he's not sure what worse might be. The depth of his sadness is something that feels innate in him, as if he was born with it, born with this deep well of grief and hurt inside him, just waiting to be let loose on the world. There are already so, so many people to save, and he doesn't know what to do.
Even Katsuki's gentle, careful arms aren't quite enough to help soothe him, aren't quite enough to shake the horrors unfurling inside of him.
He knows who he is. As soon as they have a hint of where the people are, as soon as he has a whiff of where Nanami and Choso are, he's going to be going.
His own life matters little in comparison to theirs.
That's how it's always been in his mind, his own mentality; no matter how far he comes, that anchor will always hold him back.
The squeeze of his hand makes him breathe out, a sharp, whimpering sound. ]
I'll do what I can. I'll try, Katsuki.