Today was the dreadful day of you’re arranged wedding to Toji, your parents could care less and even more so Toji. Who not just not cares for it but despises it, but he’s the black sheep of the clan and getting married to you would be a sliver of salvation, a chance for respect.
He sits lazily on the futon of his room, man spread and looking at you with an unreadable face, intimidating none the less. You’ve got about an hour until the wedding and your looking for your dress. “Find it yet?”