koinoyckan

[koinoyckan]

❝   the  guy  with  the  dark  hair!  the  grumpy-looking  one.  a  little  taller  than  itadori-kun,  with  the  real  mess  hair.  gosh,  what  was  his  name...?  shige...  fuji...  fushiguro-kun!   ❞ yuuko  his  her  palm  with  her  fist,  grinning  as  she  recalls  the  name  of  kugisaki  and  itadori's  more  reserved  friend.  ah,  that  bewildered  expression  from  kugisaki  was  pretty  telling.  yuuko  was  either  right  on  the  nose,  or  horrendously  off  the  mark.  no  in-between  there,  really.    

❝   i  mean,  i  wouldn't  blame  you,  but  i  can  see  how  the  brooding  type  is  appealing.  is  that  your  type,  kugisaki-san?  mysterious  pretty  boys?   ❞  yuuko  taps  her  chin,  considering  what  the  two  of  them  look  like  together.  truthfully,  she  doesn't  think  he'd  be  kugisaki's  type,  but  she  didn't  know  her  that  well  either.  they  were  both  good  looking,  though,  so  definitely  a  match  there.  at  the  same  time,  however,  yuuko  kind  of  got  the  vibe  that  he  batted  for  the  other  team.  maybe  kugisaki's  into  gay  guys?  huh.    

nobara intently listens to ozawa, ready to refute her point about them being too busy. there is some truth to it—much of their time after school was spent on missions—but they also had plenty of free time to do as they pleased. she opens her mouth to argue, but her thoughts are cut short by the other girl's shift in topic.

the woman was too stunned to speak. her mouth hangs open for some time until she snaps out of it and sits up straight.

"what about me?" she repeats the question, her voice raising on the last word, confusion etched in her tone.

no... no way. did she really think nobara had something going on with...

"me and who? what other boy?" she asks indignantly. maybe she was hearing wrong. yeah, that had to be it.

[koinoyckan]

at  this  point,  yuuko's  gone  on  enough  outings  with  itadori  that  she  should  be  used  to  it  by  now.  she'd  tried  to  follow  some  advice  from  nobara,  who  told  her  she  should  maybe  try  dressing  a  little  less  frumpy,  but  the  moment  she  put  on  that  suggested  outfit  she  felt  weird.  besides,  she  wanted  itadori  to  like  her  for  who  she  was,  not  someone  else  she  was  pretending  to  be  to  impress  him.  if  she  bares  her  heart  to  him,  and  he  rejects  that,  then  she'll  be  sad,  yes,  but  can  accept  that.  she  ultimately  opts  for  some  nice  jeans  and  an  over-sized  turtleneck,  managing  to  style  her  hair  with  little  waves  in  it  despite  how  stubborn  it  could  often  be  against  taking  any  shape  that  wasn't  just  flat  against  her  face. 

she  gets  there  a  bit  early,  living  by  the  creed  that  it's  always  better  to  be  early,  and  sincerely  hoping  she  doesn't  seem  too  eager.  guys  don't  like  that  sort  of  thing,  right?  she  knows  she  read  that  somewhere.  then  again,  itadori  isn't  like  most  other  guys...  unfortunately,  as  their  agreed  upon  meeting  time  passes  by  a  couple  minutes  she  feels  a  bit  of  anxiety  flare  up  in  her.  suddenly  she  feels  like  a  clown  with  the  make-up  on  her  face  —  copied  from  a  beauty  tiktok.  her  pants  feel  too  tight,  her  sweater  too  unflatteringly  large.  is  her  hair  frizzing  up?  of  course  this  is  all  some  sort  of  sick  joke.  itadori's  not  interested.  he's  too  handsome,  funny,  and  cool.  he  was  just  being  nice,  you're  so  dumb  to  think  you  had  a  chance,  yuuko  — 

❝  itadori-kun!  it's  great  to  see  you!  and  don't  worry,  you're  on  time!  ❞ yuuko  smiles  wide  the  moment  she  spots  him,  her  head  tilting  a  little  as  she  does  so.  she  can't  help  her  joy.  there's  something  so  endearing  about  the  way  he's  panting.  he  ran  here?  he  looks...  well,  itadori  looks  so  cute!  she  almost  wants  to  squeal  from  how  endeared  she  feels  knowing  that  he  tried  his  very  best,  and  she  was  being  a  little  dramatic  (  she  has  her  reasons  to  second-guess  these  sorts  of  things,  sue  her  ).  it's  not  his  fault  at  all,  so  she  assures  him  it's  fine.  her  insecurities  are  a  beast  she  has  to  tackle  on  her  own.  

❝  oh,  are  you  sure?  that's  really  sweet,  itadori-kun,  but...  i  don't  know...  ❞  she's  suddenly  hyper-aware  of  the  proximity  in  their  little  karaoke  booth.  if  she  gets  up  to  sing,  itadori  will  hear  her  sing,  and  he'll  have  no  choice  but  to  focus  on  her,  and  gosh  this  is  so  nerve-wracking!  what  was  she  thinking?!?  this  internal  struggle  toils  in  her,  but  she  spares  a  glance  at  his  sweet,  sincere  smile,  and  she  feels  her  resolve  crumble  in  an  instant.  itadori  looks  so  cheerful,  and  he  says  he'll  do  it  with  her,  so  it  can't  be  that  bad,  right? 

yuuko  scrolls  through  the  tablet  provided  by  the  karaoke  place  and  selects  the  song  she  showed  him.  she  feels  embarrassed  still,  but  knowing  itadori  will  sing  with  her  reassures  her.  she  picks  up  her  mic  nad  moves  to  stand,  tucking  abit  of  hair  behind  her  ear  as  she  sneaks  a  glance  at  him.  he  looks  pumped  up  too.  this'll  be  fun.  it'll  last  a  few  minutes,  then  he  can  show  off  that  song  he  likes,  too.  she  takes  a  deep  breath  as  the  melody  begins,  her  eyes  slipping  shut.  yuuko's  in  her  room,  putting  on  a  performance  for  her  plushies  in  a  dress  she's  too  scared  to  wear  in  public.  she  can  do  this. 

and  she  does.  it's  so  easy,  she's  shocked  she  was  even  scared.  she  knows  the  words  by  heart,  and  her  voice  melds  with  itadori's  surprisingly  well.  he  trips  up  a  bit  since  the  song's  in  another  language,  but  she's  endeared  all  the  same  because  he's  doing  this  with  her.  it's  something  like  this  that  makes  her  heart  flutter,  and  by  the  end  she's  smiling,  cheeks  warm  and  grateful  for  the  boy  beside  her.   

❝  thank  you,  itadori-kun.  that's  my  favorite  song,  and  it  was  so  fun  to  sing  with  you,  ❞  she  sheepishly  rubs  at  her  arm,  setting  her  mic  back  down.  she  meets  his  gaze,  elated  to  see  he's  still  here  and  smiling  just  as  much.  she's  not  imagining  things,  right?  this  is  real. 

❝  are  you  gonna  perform  that  song  you  like,  too?  i'd  offer  to  do  it  with  you,  but  i  really  wanna  be  the  audience  to  your  performance,  especially  since  kugisaki-san  and  fushiguro-kun  tell  me  you  aspire  to  be  a  rapper.  ❞

@koinoyckan ♥

It's just as well Yuuji decided to leave early to the designated meeting point.

He is late on his way. Or, rather, the metro had gotten stuck three stations before his destination. Technical issues they announced on the telecom, asking the travelers for patience and not to panic.

Yuuji looks at his phone to check the hour and sighs. He still has some time, so he stuffs it back in his pocket and waits, fingers tightening and loosening around the handgrip.

Eventually he starts tapping his foot impatiently, and as more and more minutes stretch, Yuuji takes another look at his phone.

Ten minutes left.

Screw it. He huffs and drops his arm to his side, excusing himself as he pushes through to get out the tube. He will walk — more like run — the rest of the way.

Which is why when he gets there and Ozawa is already waiting, his cheeks are flushed and he's out of breath.

He slows down as he approaches her, and asks her to give him a second to catch his breath, bent over holding onto his knees.

And honestly ? He's kind of glad his face is already pink from the running, because the girl in front of him looks so pretty he's sure there's no way he could've hidden the added warmth on his face otherwise.

Yuuji finally catches his breath whilst he excuses himself, but he blinks incredulously and lets out a big, relieved sigh when Ozawa reassures him he's just in time, and tells him not to worry.

Several times during the — date ? Is this a date ? — day does Yuuji feel like a cage of butterflies. Every time she laughs at his stupid jokes, the insects take wing in his stomach and flutter around.

They get coffees and snacks, walk around and look at ponds and point at fish. Eventually they end up at a karaoke, like they had previously talked about, and it's when Yuuji passes her a microphone and their fingers brush that his heart beats up into his throat and he can feel his cheeks heating up again. He tries to pay it no mind, and act like nothing's happened.

« Ladies first, » he says with a cheeky smile, sitting down on the booth and picking up the catalogue of songs.

« Ohh, there's so many ! How about that song you showed me before ? I'll sing with you. »

[koinoyckan]

yuuko knows kugisaki brings up valid points, but she just can't seem to shake her own fears surrounding boys. this is her first crush that actually seems somewhat feasible, and despite everything, she still can't help but feel terrified. boys have been so mean to her all her life, and while she knows itadori isn't like that at all, she's still mortified about being more straight-forward. 

❝ i guess you're right about that. i just — i don't know. it would make things awkward? ❞ yuuko says, frowning a bit as she huddles into herself and looks down at the table. her fingers drum along the sides of her cup, and she stares intently into her tea. maybe she's a bit too anxious playing all of these different hectic scenarios in her head. kugisaki wouldn't be pushing her to take the leap if she didn't believe in her, right?

❝ i'm okay with being just friends, though. plus, all of you are super busy, right? i don't want itadori-kun to feel like he needs to set aside time for me, too. don't you all go to a fancy religious school? i can't imagine all the hard assignments for a prestigious school like that... ❞ she idly sips at her tea then, feeling a bit awkward about this being focused all on her. she gets a bit of a smile on her lips as she looks back at kugisaki again, her curiosity stoked. 

❝ — but enough about my crush on itadori-kun. what about you, kugisaki-san? do you have a boyfriend or crush? that other boy you two go to school with is pretty good-looking. are you two...? ❞

@koinoyckan | continued

Nobara's nonchalant act lets up the moment the other girl begins to open up, her phone forgotten on the table in front of her. She leans in closer, resting her elbows on the table.

Sure, she was friends with Itadori, but to be quite frank she never spoke with either of her fellow first year classmates about these sort of topics. It was something she reserved for her female peers and friends.

"That sounds about right... He is dumb, but I think you have a real shot, Ozawa-san!" she says, offering the other a warm smile.

"He is talking to you, isn't he? Would a guy really go out of his way to hang out with a girl from another school if he didn't like her?" she poses, though it was a rhetorical question. "What's the worst thing that can happen if you do confess?"

[koinoyckan]

maybe she's a little silly or 'down bad' as kugisaki would put it for being this way, but yuuko can't help but be endlessly endeared to just about everything yuuji does. she even finds the boisterous way he talks a little too loud when listening to music to be cute, as is his subsequent apology. she wants to squish a pillow and squeal into it over how gentlemanly and sweet yuuji is. 

the ease she feels quickly shifts into shyness as yuuji presses her for a song she likes. she really doesn't think yuuji would be into what she enjoys listening to, but then again... she should know better than to base his tastes solely on appearances, right? she doesn't think he'd berate her, either. she takes his phone and nods, typing out the title of one of her favorite songs. yuuko is the type of girl that makes all sorts of whimsical playlists, writing out the lyrics of her favorite songs in a pretty notebook with fancy gel pens. this one in particular has been on repeat, and to her it's pretty clear as to why. 

❝ it's a nice korean song. i don't speak korean, so i had to look up the translated lyrics, but i think the song is sweet and sounds nice. i'm sorry if it's too cutesy — i just really like it, ❞ yuuko explains, hoping that he likes it at the very least. she never realized how nerve-wracking it could be to show someone the type of music one likes, but as the gentle melody plays she finds herself thinking it's way too long and embarrassing. she's basically putting her blossoming feelings on blast like this. thankfully yuuji's kind of oblivious and likely wouldn't piece together that it's his name she doodles with hearts around it when she's listening to this, but still. 

❝ well, what do you think? ❞

« You like it ?! » Yuuji asks a bit too loud, both from the excitement and from the music in his other ear.

« Sorry— you like it ?? » He asks again, lower this time.

Wow... Ozawa-chan is soooo cool ! Kugisaki won't believe him when he tells her this. She's always trashing his taste in music, but this will shut her right up.

« Of course ! » He says in response to her suggestion, and then at the encouragement, he can feel his cheeks warming up a little.

« What about you ? What music do you like, Ozawa-chan ? Here, your turn, » he says, handing his phone over so she can look something up.

And god... What is this feeling ? His stomach keeps doing odd flips here and there, but he doesn't think he's eaten anything weird.

Strange.

[koinoyckan]

“So…” she trails off, trying to act less nosy than she currently is by peeking at Yuuko from behind her phone. Unfortunately, Nobara lost the idgaf war. “I gave you his number. Any progress?”

❝ WELL, we've been hanging out sometimes? ❞ yuuko supplies, and she knows it's not exactly what kugisaki wants to hear but it's the truth. it's certainly better than before, but definitely not anything juicy as she's sure the other girl wants to hear. 

❝ i don't know, kugisaki-san. i don't want to be pushy, but i feel like itadori-kun can be a bit — ❞ she doesn't want to say dumb, because she knows itadori is quite intelligent in his own way. how should she put it? ah, right! ❝ — oblivious. i don't know how else to drop hints other than just flat-out telling him, but i can't do that! ❞

[koinoyckan]

yuuko takes yuuji's earbud with a smile, careful not to let their fingers brush as she does so. she brings it to her ear, internally giggling and kicking her feet at a moment like this. isn't sharing earbuds and listening to music together supposed to be super romantic ? she's pretty sure it is! granted, they're only hanging out as friends, but still. progress is progress! this is so going in her journal later!

❝ this is — , ❞ yuuko blinks a few times, taken aback a bit by the curse words, though she supposes yuuji would enjoy something that sounds cool and badass like this song does. it's not bad at all, it's just not really her personal preference. she does see the musicality in it, though, and sees why yuuji likes it. 

❝ it's really good, itadori-kun! you have the best taste! i'll definitely add this to my playlist, ❞ she says, and makes a mental note of checking out more of eminem's stuff. if this is what itadori likes, then she should familiarize herself with it to get a better sense of what he likes in general. 

❝ karaoke, huh? ❞ she folds her hands in her lap, fingers drumming together as she considers it. she's never been a fan of it, because she never really liked having attention on her, but if itadori likes it... maybe she should try it? she wants him to be happy. she's heard from kugisaki that school is quite stressful for them. apparently he goes to some fancy private school now, so she can only imagine. ❝ sure! but only if you show me your skills with this song, okay? i think you'd be good at rapping, itadori-kun. ❞

continued from @koinoyckan

« Yeah ! He's a genius— Ah really ? Do you want to hear it ? » Yuuji asks, excitement glinting in his eyes.

« I want to know what music Ozawa-chan likes, too, » he says, fishing out his phone and tapping away at it. He opens his music library, and when he finds a specific song he's looking for, he grins and plugs the earphone jack into his phone.

He turns to look at Ozawa, and offers one earbud. His smile is softer, a bit bashful now.

« This is one of my favourites. Oh. Ozawa-chan ! We should go to a karaoke next. »

[koinoyckan]

« ozawa-chan, do you know eminem ? »

though being around itadori still flusters yuuko quite a bit, she's found that she's been able to reign in her feelings around her former classmate in order to work on fostering a proper friendship with him, which is honestly more than anything she could have ever dreamed of. though they both apparently live in tokyo now, itadori is quite busy, as is she, so they don't get to see each other as much as she'd like, but she values their time together nonetheless. 

❝ i think so? he's an american rapper, right? i don't listen to rap all that much, but you can play me some songs that you like. i'd really like to hear more of itadori-kun's music taste, ❞ she says, tucking a bit of her hair behind her ear as she admits this a bit bashfully. are her feelings too obvious? most likely, but itadori never seems to pick up on it. that's fine with her — she wants to be his friend. 

[koinoyckan]

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