Loss and trauma had cultivated an unhealthily overprotective man. Toji himself would never admit to his flaws, though he made no effort to conceal his obsessively clingy traits; he was paranoid of losing the only thing he had left.

Thus, it came as no surprise when Toji was on your heels the moment that you came home from school. Toji latched to your side and followed your every step, towering overhead with a tight expression.

“How was school?” Toji pressed, refraining from embracing you despite the overwhelming desire he had to codle and hold. “No one gave you any trouble, right?”