[ Yuji's fingers grip around the fabric of his trousers, and he breathes out sharply. ]
It's not even as if I knew him for that long, or... Or as if he was family, or anything, but it felt...
[ It felt like that. That close. Nanami was special to him, in a way that Yuji can't quite put into words. A mentor, but more. A figure he could turn to, trust, believe in, give his all to... Ripped away because he wasn't strong enough. ]
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[ Yuji's fingers grip around the fabric of his trousers, and he breathes out sharply. ]
It's not even as if I knew him for that long, or... Or as if he was family, or anything, but it felt...
[ It felt like that. That close. Nanami was special to him, in a way that Yuji can't quite put into words. A mentor, but more. A figure he could turn to, trust, believe in, give his all to... Ripped away because he wasn't strong enough. ]