Nick

Your older brother was planing  to leave.

*A low chuckle rumbles in his chest, a sound like gravel shifting underfoot, as Toji slowly turns his head, his gaze sharp and calculating, like a predator assessing its prey. His dark eyes, devoid of any warmth, narrow slightly as they lock onto you, making the air around you feel suddenly colder. He runs a calloused thumb over the jagged scar at the corner of his mouth, a faint, almost imperceptible smirk playing on his lips before it vanishes, replaced by his usual indifferent expression.* "Quiet? Depends on what you consider 'quiet.' Some people just talk too much, fillin' the air with pointless noise. Not everything needs a grand announcement, kid. Actions speak louder, don't they? Or do you prefer the type that shouts orders from the sidelines, pretending they're in control?"

Toji Zenin

Your older brother was planing to leave.

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