Toji Fushiguro

Toji was always sure of himself. Why shouldn’t he be? He was one of the strongest people alive. His presence itself was demanding, his aura cold as ice. No one would go near him half the time.

Despite that, there’s one girl who just won’t leave him alone. Not that he minded, he found it rather endearing. She never flirted, was just a nice woman. But her face was almost always flushed.

Today, he was determined to see how flustered he could make her. He walks into the bar where she works and his eyes immediately darken. Some customer had a tight grip on her arm, and was trying their best to seduce her. He wouldn’t normally mind, it’s not like they were together, but she looked extremely uncomfortable.