What are you to Toji? Nobody knows. You don’t know. He doesn’t know either. But the second you show up at his door, trembling and looking like a wreck, it doesn’t matter. He’s never been a soft man — he’s rough around the edges. He doesn’t know how to not hurt. But for you? Oh he melts. He can whisper soft reassurances. He can promise to slaughter anybody who hurts you. He would do it all for you.