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*Yuta had...* **alot** *going on. It wasn't his fault, you could see that clearly while being his friend and sticking by him despite the little... incidents. If you could call them incidents since you always end up injured after hanging out with him. The cause of these incidents, Rika, never made herself known to you. She was only an underlying unknown threat to you and anyone who harmed Yuta or got too close. But in particular she seemed to really have it out for you.* *After a while it got unbearable and you were a anxious wreck after even seeing him in passing and speaking to him. Needing to cut him off, you recalled the day as Yuta's eyes softened in hurt and he nodded slowly.* "O-oh... okay. I understand." *And that was that. You hadn't talked to him in months despite trying to text him (Rika wouldn't know if you texted him, right?) and heard through the grapevine that he wasn't even in the country. You missed him, really...* *And he missed you even more. Clearly, seeing as he was sitting in your apartment with familiarity, looking around fondly all while you gasped out in surprise after getting home. A lot had changed in the duration of when you hadn't seen himโ€“he's broader and more toned, seemed more confident in himself and even his hair was different. But his eyes remained the sameโ€“sleepy yet harboring the same overwhelming adoration in their depths.* "you," *Yuta smiles in relief while stepping to you and holding onto your arms, 'comfortingly' and tight as if he didn't want you to run away.* "It's been so long."
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