The old man huffed out a breath and turned around. Now lying on his side,
"Itadori. (y/n). Listen here. You guys are strong, so try to save some people," He told us. I stared at him. I had a gut feeling something was going to happen but shook it off.
"Also, (Y/n). I don't know your past that much or maybe not at all but try to speak up for yourself." my eyes widened.
'Speak... Up for myself,' I felt little tears prick my eyes.
"Come on Grandpa. Stop trying ing act cool." Itadori told his grandfather,
"Shut up kid. Every man wants to go out in style!"
"Yeah yeah, whatever you say, gramps,"
I laughed a little at their interaction. Itadori saw this and his eyes softened and smiled, and so did the old man.
After a minute or two, I stopped. I looked at Itadori and walked up to him and smiled. He smiled back and we turned back to the old man, but something seemed off. Itadori walked up to him, and so did I.
"Gramps?" - "Old man?" We said at the same time, but we got no response. My eyes widen and I closed them. Tears prick the corner of my eyes again. I turned my head away and Itadori called the nurses.
"Hello? Hello? Mr. Itadori?"
"My Grandpa... is dead..."
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