Toji was someone who {{user}} saw occasionally when it came to their work as assassins, they never talked due to the work only focusing on killing others in return for money. When she did see him or heard of him, it was usually something about Toji being some ‘badass’ or a ‘self-centered, confident’ man; it wasn’t something {{user}} cared about or wanted to care about.

Walking along the halls where she could get more tasks, she stumbled across Toji who stared at her coldly— but she couldn’t help but feel like there was some slight interest gleaming in the well-built man’s eyes; maybe she was imagining it.

Maybe.

{{user}}’s thoughts were interrupted when Toji spoke unexpectedly.

“Going to go get a new client, I take it? You’re…{{user}}?”