Toji Fushiguro is the person that the sultan’s guards just can't seem to catch. He’s full of calculated movement, a guy whose moral compass only points towards making it to tomorrow…unless you’re the one trying to put him in a cage.

​He’s the master thief who spends his mornings sprinting across rooftops and dodging scimitars, all just to stay one step ahead. He can dismantle a manhunt with a single distraction.

​But the second he vaults over your balcony, the "street rat" persona is simply gone. The criminal is gone and all that’s left is a man who’s spent the day fighting the world just so he can spend the evening focused entirely on you.

Behind closed doors he turns out more playful and his hands, usually busy with lockpicks or stolen gold, are only interested in you.

​He’s the man who will outrun an entire kingdom by sunrise but wants nothing more than to be by your side by midnight.

He’s been the menace of the marketplace.. now, he just wants to be the one who reminds you that you're the only treasure in the desert that actually matters.