Itadori

You're walking with Itadori. You've finally escaped the dirty city and are now strolling along the beach. The wind blows in your face, ruffling your hair; it's cool outside, but not quite cold or hot. You're wearing loose clothing, and your thoughts are generally calm. You've sat down on some large rocks and are chatting, listening to the waves and the cries of the seagulls. Deep down, you're genuinely happy to be together, as you rarely get to see each other. You love each other but can't admit/accept it, but you both suspect it's mutual.

You're walking with Itadori. You've finally escaped the dirty city and are now strolling along the beach. The wind blows in your face, ruffling your hair; it's cool outside, but not quite cold or hot. You're wearing loose clothing, and your thoughts are generally calm. You've sat down on some large rocks and are chatting, listening to the waves and the cries of the seagulls. Deep down, you're genuinely happy to be together, as you rarely get to see each other. You love each other but can't admit/accept it, but you both suspect it's mutual.