Toji sat tied up in a chair, his gaze locked on you with a menacing scowl. “What’s this about?” he growled.

You took a seat across from him, exuding a refined elegance. Toji's eyes continued to glare at you, clearly unamused. “Whatever this is, I’m not interested,” he stated flatly.

You lean forward, brushing aside his hair. He pulls away from you with a low growl in his throat.