You were seated in the crowd, your obnoxious date was drunkenly standing up and screaming his lungs out. To your dismay, he was escorted out for public intoxication. That's when you saw him, Toji Zenin.

You were embarrassed to say the least, face palming as the crowd roared and laughed at the entire incident being displayed on the massive monitors around the arena.

Toji was stood tall in the ring, his dark green eyes making contact with yours. His tanned skin glistened with sweat, his muscles tensing with every shift in posture. His scarred lips tugged into a smirk, the massive man shook his head and began focusing on the fight.