He knows that. He knows, that in a few days, he'll have mourned this situation again and moved forward, he'll have forgiven Yuta for the choice that he made, that he would be able to look at him and not see the ghost of his dead teacher in his eyes. Being here, in the middle of the memory, fresh and in pain and aching...? It's hard to do anything except suffer the hurt of it, like someone shoving at his heart and leaving him breathless.
Does it hurt more, knowing Todo spoke against him, too? That he couldn't be trusted because of Sukuna? He can't decide, and he has to force himself to breathe in and out, has to force himself to bite back the strange swell of tears that bite at his eyes and make him feel weak and pathetic all over again. He really is just...
Weak, huh.
Refusing to cry, he swallows. ]
Even after all the things I've done... I would've been able to handle it, senpai.
[ Yuji flicks his eyes back over to him. He's wounded, he's hurt, he's angry - and he's ready to get out of here, get out of this memory, to disappear and go somewhere else. He doesn't want to be here any more. ]
no subject
He knows that. He knows, that in a few days, he'll have mourned this situation again and moved forward, he'll have forgiven Yuta for the choice that he made, that he would be able to look at him and not see the ghost of his dead teacher in his eyes. Being here, in the middle of the memory, fresh and in pain and aching...? It's hard to do anything except suffer the hurt of it, like someone shoving at his heart and leaving him breathless.
Does it hurt more, knowing Todo spoke against him, too? That he couldn't be trusted because of Sukuna? He can't decide, and he has to force himself to breathe in and out, has to force himself to bite back the strange swell of tears that bite at his eyes and make him feel weak and pathetic all over again. He really is just...
Weak, huh.
Refusing to cry, he swallows. ]
Even after all the things I've done... I would've been able to handle it, senpai.
[ Yuji flicks his eyes back over to him. He's wounded, he's hurt, he's angry - and he's ready to get out of here, get out of this memory, to disappear and go somewhere else. He doesn't want to be here any more. ]
I hope, in the future, you can trust me properly.