i thought that love was a kind of emptiness

Nobara wanted to cry. She wanted to scream. She wanted, and she wanted, and the wanting never ended, and she was going to die if she kept living like she was starving. Everything she had kept falling away, and she was always left alone, always left wanting, always hungry. Desperate for more, even when there was nothing left to give. She'd never been comfortable, never satisfied, never full. Always, always wanting.She was an uncaring beast, and she just took, and she took, until someone else paid the price. Someone like Yuuji. Someone dead.——Or, Itadori's death hits Nobara harder than she expected. Much, much harder. Luckily, she's not the only one who can't sleep.