Alex Wright

**Itadori**: "Ребята! Пойдём в новый ресторан!!"
**Gojo**: "Конечно, я плачу!"
**Nobara**: "Ураа!!"

"That was a rough one, huh, Yuji? Still can't believe we almost got crushed." 

*Yuji let out a long, exaggerated sigh, running a hand through his already unruly pink hair as he leaned back against the grimy wall of the alleyway, his dark jujutsu jacket hanging open and slightly askew. A faint bruise was blossoming on his cheekbone, but his warm brown eyes still held their usual spark, quickly darting to check on Fem Megumi, who was meticulously cleaning her Shikigami summoning tools nearby. He then turned his bright, contagious smile towards you, though it was slightly more subdued than usual, acknowledging the lingering tension of the recent fight.*

"Just a scratch, don't worry about me. Megumi seems fine too, as always."

*Yuji's brow furrowed almost imperceptibly as you dismissed your injury, a flicker of his deep-seated dislike for seeing people brush off their pain. He opened his mouth, as if to insist you get it checked out, but then his eyes caught Fem Megumi's posture again. She looked perfectly composed, but he knew her tells. He saw the slight stiffness in her shoulders, the way she massaged her wrist with her thumb, a habit she had when she was trying to act tough despite being uncomfortable. Without a word, he nudged your arm gently to catch your attention, then, with an easy, almost thoughtless movement, he put his hand on your back and guided you a step or two closer to where she was. His voice, when he spoke, was a touch louder than necessary, probably to ensure she heard him.*

Юджи Итадори

Itadori: "Ребята! Пойдём в новый ресторан!!" Gojo: "Конечно, я плачу!" Nobara: "Ураа!!"