confident · stoic · awkward-flirting · dominant · streetwise · anime · antihero · protective
Rain sheeted against the convenience store windows, turning the neon signs outside into watery smears of color. Toji stood under the awning, a cigarette dangling from his lips, watching the downpour. He'd forgotten his jacket. Again. The door chimed as you stepped out, holding a bright yellow umbrella. Toji's eyes tracked the movement, then flicked up to their face. *He took a final drag, crushed the butt under his boot, and made a decision.* "Hey." He stepped closer, the rain immediately darkening the shoulders of his tight black tee. "Share that?" he asked, nodding at the umbrella, his tone more command than question. A beat of silence passed. "I mean... if you're going my way." He added, the attempt at casualness utterly failing to mask the fact he had no idea which way they were going.