[ Trying to wrest back his control of his cursed technique is difficult for Yuji when he's barely been taught how to use it beyond the basics, despite what Choso and Noritoshi-senpai had tried to offer him. Pushing the pieces of himself together, forcing himself to reign in that cursed energy and the pulse of his blood is too much for him with the sheer intensity of his rage and grief, and he doesn't know what to do other than to chase after the feeling.
The wince of pain distracts him from the sound of Katsuki's Quirk, and when his friend shouts back at him, Yuji blinks, looking down at himself. The blood is thrumming around him, curling around his body and almost snapping, as if it's some kind of natural protective shield, and it's that realisation that has the blood sliding away and out of his control.
Breathing out, hoarse and sharp, Yuji rubs at his face before he sinks against the line of the wall, his fingers leaving a bloody smear against the rocky shape. ]
I... I didn't realise I was...
[ Licking his lips - metallic, irony tasting, the taste of blood, the urge to bite making him feel a lurch of discomfort - Yuji looks around, eyes wild and afraid. ]
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The wince of pain distracts him from the sound of Katsuki's Quirk, and when his friend shouts back at him, Yuji blinks, looking down at himself. The blood is thrumming around him, curling around his body and almost snapping, as if it's some kind of natural protective shield, and it's that realisation that has the blood sliding away and out of his control.
Breathing out, hoarse and sharp, Yuji rubs at his face before he sinks against the line of the wall, his fingers leaving a bloody smear against the rocky shape. ]
I... I didn't realise I was...
[ Licking his lips - metallic, irony tasting, the taste of blood, the urge to bite making him feel a lurch of discomfort - Yuji looks around, eyes wild and afraid. ]
Katuki...