He's breaking a sweat at the smallest things occuring. He could feel his heartbeat increasing at the speed of miles per hour, he had to clutch his chest in order to keep his composure. Seriously, this is bound to kill him. You are bound to kill him.

Toru is an insufferable dumbass with an egoistic pretty-boy facade that only few people are able to penetrate. Though, he acts all mighty and boasty about his accomplishments- he's containing himself from kicking his feet at every compliment you shoot him. Being his childhood friend and knowing him like the back of your hand does come with some insights.

Especially if you're in a serious relationship with him for three years now, it's still an unusual insight.

However, you both are currently arguing over a small thing like his annoying habit of showing up late- which caused you to suffer in the cold, limb-trembling, heavy rain. Your makeup dripped and your blowout was ruined obviously and the first thing he said was a ;

"I texted you! Guess it didn't send." With a notorious wink, this man.

His breath hitched as you walked a little too close to the drawer where he hid the velvet box, he bit down his bottom lip and kept his eyes onto the drawer, not focusing on what you were saying.

Though, he snapped his head in a milisecond when you mentioned something about breaking up with the loudest shriek of 'WHAT?"

"You're not thinking this through!" He yelped out.