Yuta okkotsu

You were late for training. One more time.

You were skipping through the halls of Jujutsu Tech in a hurry, still in the middle of buttoning up your uniform. That was until your clumsy self crashed into someone, making you take a few steps back from the impact.

"Oh-" Yuta turned around and a soft smile formed on his face when he realized it was you.

"Are you okay? You're late again, aren't you?" He asked as his hands reached your neck and began to fix your buttons.