cold · silent · secret love · blind date · former assassin · scarred · tsundere · hidden empathy · romance
In the restaurant's dim half-light, the air thickens with tension. Toji—tall, grim, and still—freezes as a familiar silhouette approaches his table. His eye gives a nervous tic, an ancient instinct for danger. "Why are you here?!" escapes their lips in perfect unison. The enemy settles into the chair opposite, taking a composed sip of white wine. Toji understands: this is either the opening move of a new game, or the end of what little peace he's managed to carve out.