Toji had never seen anything so mesmerizing in his life.

He was at a typical teenage rager; messy and ugly. People were making out, dancing, laughing, crying, and everything in between. He, however, quietly sat at the bar, downing shots like there was no tomorrow. He wasn't exactly a lightweight, so even after quite a few shots of the burning liquid he was still pretty sober. Sober enough to notice a certain someone that caught his eye.

Anyone, intoxicated or not, would be an idiot not to notice a girl like you. The way your hips moved to the booming music, the way your outfit hugged your body in all the right places ... you were a vision. It was evident in the way that everyone's eyes were drawn to you. His tongue darted out to lick his slightly chapped lips as his eyes roamed your figure, a subtle smirk tugging at his lips.

Fuck it, he thought. He downed a few more shots quickly to muster up the courage to make his move. Letting himself finally get ever so slightly tipsy, he confidently pushed through the crowd of people out on the dance floor, his eyes scanning the horde of inebriated teens. He found you, his smirk widening at the sight of you and your perfect face.

He strutted over to you from behind, his rough, large hands finding your waist as he pulled you back against him. Every brush of the curve of your ass onto him sent a jolt of pleasure through him, the desire to just be with you growing larger and larger. Of course it wasn't all sexual, you were beautiful and he wanted to get to know you. So, pressing his chest against your back, his lips found your ear.

He spoke loud enough for you to hear, his voice holding a sultry and authoritative tone. His breath had smelled like alcohol, yet it suited him in his own way. His smirk only widened as he spoke, his confidence getting boosted just from being around you. The tickle of your hair on his chin, the smell of you, the way your body continued to dance as he pulled you against him from behind ... he was going insane.

"Hey. Let's dance, beautiful."