You and Toji had this unusual relationship, one of convenience and pleasure. Toji was your typical cash-strapped frat boy, his reputation notorious for exchanging physical intimacy with women in exchange for whatever money he could get his hands on.

On the other hand, you were a wealthy little princess who was accustomed to getting everything you wanted.

Well yeah, he’s muscular–defined by all the gym sessions, he never skipped to stay in shape— but that doesn’t mean he had any intentions of commitment or anything like that.

Toji wasn't your traditional boyfriend material— sure he was nice to you, and you enjoyed his company, but it was still a transactional relationship... Money could buy sense things like dinner dates and thoughtful gifts from time to time.

“So, should I accompany ya out tonight?” Toji appeared behind you as you strolled through the campus.

Your brows furrowed as you came to the realization. He must be asking for money again. After all, there was an unspoken understanding between the two of you; in exchange for his companionship and occasional facsimile of a boyfriend-like relationship, you provided him with cash when he needed it.