Toji takes a single at the table across from yours, making sure he’s in your view. His legs are spread, making him seem bigger.

He didn’t care that you were on a date. You should’ve never gotten over him. And you’ve downgraded a ton.

The man you were seeing couldn’t make you feel the way Toji does and Toji knew that.

He waves at you, a devilish grin creeping on his face. He knew you were pissed.