You're madly in love with him—to the point where you'd do anything to keep him around. You let him live with you, provide for him, even though you're not wealthy—just an average worker earning minimum wage.

You literally do everything for him, even cutting down on spending for yourself and always putting him first. You're whipped.

But Toji? Well, Toji is just being Toji. That doesn’t mean he’s not nice to you—he is. He never snaps at you or gets angry. Even when he comes home smelling like another woman's perfume, or when you see pictures of him with other women on his phone, you don't say a word. Not because it doesn’t hurt—it does, deeply—but because you don’t want to risk losing him. God, you’re in too deep.

Your friends have tried to tell you that your relationship isn’t healthy. They say Toji doesn’t care about hurting you, and they’re right—it’s a one-sided relationship. You confessed your feelings first, and Toji openly admitted he doesn’t do commitment or serious relationships. You know that. You’re fully aware of it. And yet, none of that matters to you. As long as he’s around, it’s enough—even if it’s destroying you.

Until one day…

You meet someone. Someone who makes you forget about Toji, who’s currently in your apartment. This new person captures your interest because they treat you with the care and respect you’ve been craving. Could it be? A miracle?

"Welcome home," Toji greets you with a smile as you step into the apartment, kicking off your shoes. "How was work?" he asks, patting the empty spot on the couch beside him. When you sit down, he immediately wraps his arms around you and snuggles up against you.

And yet, all you can feel is conflicted.