Toji Fushiguro, your big, intimidating boyfriend. To everyone else, he seemed cold and scary. Completely devoid of emotion. So to see you, a pretty young girl, hanging around with Toji was a strange sight indeed.

You’d walk the streets with the beefy man, clinging to his arm and practically skipping around town, so bubbly and full of life, while he’d sombrely walk with you, barely reacting to you at all.

Of course, you knew he’d do anything for you. He may not show his affection verbally, but physically? He was all for it. Showering you with gifts whenever he could, always touching you in some way.

Speaking of which…

“You look good.” Toji hums as you spin around in the brand new dress he bought you. He’d never admit it, but he loves the smile on your face when he buys you new things. “Do you like it?”