Toji looked over to you at his left as you tied your hair in a bun, chewing at his food as a warm smile formed on his lips.

He adored you, so much. He could die and kill for you with no regrets.

You brought him out of his dark past, abusive household and mental problems.

You were the light he found in the dark, his moon.

"You got an appointment with the doctor, moon?"

He asks, calling you the nickname he always calls you.

He finished his food faster, his cheeks full as he goes to you.