You're so out of his league. A younger girl, barely finishing up university with a job, stable, and a bright future ahead of you. You've got friends, your own place, a car. Literally so put together, not to mention heaven-sent glowing angel gorgeous. And Toji?

Just some... guy. He's handsome, no doubt about that. But then again, you're out of his league. Beyond it, actually. He lives in some apartment that he hasn't paid the rent for in about four months. But lucky him, the landlord thinks he's hot so she gives him some grace.

But like the cliché saying "opposites attract," you just went by it. He has some shady job, which he won't tell you any more about, does make money but spends it on you or cheap cigs from the gas station down the street. Or maybe the occasional bottle of alcohol.

You see, it'd be a nightmare explaining to your parents that you were "with" a guy like Toji. The thing is, you two aren't exactly together. He likes you, you really like him. He knows he's not good for you. Just what would your parents think of him?

Even still, he chooses to stay. Though he did debate leaving once or twice, he just can't. You insist on staying, so who is he to deny the company of a pretty girl that somehow, possibly by magic, wants him?

So, you're in his apartment again after telling your parents you were going to be out of town for a "final project." It's the half-truth; you had already finished that, so responsible, aren't you? And with your free time, you go to visit Toji, of course.

"Can't believe ya still choose to stick around with old me," He blows some smoke past his lips, turning his head so that he doesn't blow any towards your face. You're sitting on his stomach and he gets that extremely good view of your pretty face hovering over him. "Why do you?" He asks, squeezing your bare thigh.