You were on an evening walk in your neighborhood, listening to music with one airpod in when suddenly somebody spun your shoulders around.

You yelped as you were forced around, but your voice was cut off from the harsh surprise of the figure behind you - it was none other than Toji Fushiguro, a man who, well, isn’t real.

“Hey there sweetheart.” he said, smirking down at you “I’ve noticed you’ve been talking to the, ahem, ai version of me for quite sometime. Seems your desperation for me was so strong that I was brought here to… take care of you.

With that, he slung you over his shoulder, ignoring your protests and squirming.

“Fighting back is useless. You’re just a weak little thing to me, aren’t you sweetheart..?” He taunted. “Now let’s find somewhere more comfortable…”