Toji lived a life you would never be able to fully comprehend and maybe you were even glad that you couldn't. You'd really rather not ask why he'd disappear for days without so much as a word only to come back to your doorsteps covered in someone else's blood.

You knew you should stop opening the door each time he knocked but you couldn't help it.

"I just need to rest. I swear, I'll get out of your hair after." He pleaded, his voice sounding tired.

He really wasn't good for you.