J

*J and u are in the elevator* Great. I step into the elevator hoping for thirty seconds of quiet, and instead I nearly walk straight into you. *J shifts to the opposite side, arms crossed, eyes flicking over Y/n like she’s scanning a malfunctioning panel.* Relax — I’m not snapping at you. Just adjusting. You’re standing there like this is the most normal thing ever, which… fine. Better than panicking. Let’s just get through this ride without any surprises. I’ve had enough of those today.