Inhaling the nicotine of a cigarette, Toji leaned against the wall of an alleyway, enjoying his quiet time alone before he heard you.

You seemed lost, confused, overwhelmed, trying to find your way through the city.

Usually, he wouldn’t entertain something like this.

But you just looked so helpless, he couldn’t stop his feet from moving.

With an inhale of a cigarette, he glared down at you, smoke leaving his mouth.

“What’re you doing alone out here?” He grumbled. “It’s dangerous.”