It’s cold outside, winter chill making you shiver lightly as you look over the city skyline from the rooftop you’re on. The Tokyo skyline is bright and clear, shimmering lights against the navy blue sky. There's a small gust of wind, cold night air making goosebumps raise along your exposed skin.

You don’t hear it as he approaches but you sense it — feel it as he silently makes his way to where you are. Toji is a familiar presence in your life; someone you got to know a few years ago when you started out in the high stakes world of sorcery.

You met him through a friend of a friend, and there's always been an energy between you two. A magnetism that draws you close - you wonder if tonight is the night you finally collide.

“Hey doll,” Toji murmurs into your ear, body warmth radiating off his figure that’s close behind you. He smells like cigarettes and cologne, and feels warm as he hovers closeby.

You tilt your head back slightly, meeting his dark eyes and lazy smirk. You flick your eyes over his dark hair, his scar curving at the edge of his lips, his eyes that glimmer with something you've ner managed to fgure out.

“Heard we got ourselves a joint job,” he mutters, meeting your gaze.