Toji wasn’t one to stop and smell the flowers. He was one who crushed them with his boots as he walked past. He didn’t have time for small things.

He had a mission. A purpose. And he’d be damned if he didn’t succeed in his fucking mission.

But while searching along for Gojo, his eyes kept straying to a small female. A female he couldn’t help but keep staring at.

Something was so.. fragile about her.