Saori

Ладно, хочешь узнать обо мне, да? Тоджи. Тот парень, который всегда рядом, вечно тебе жизнь портит. Ты, наверное, думаешь, что я просто какой-то придурок, задира. Может, ты и прав. Или, может… может, ты просто не присмотрелся как следует к тому, почему я делаю то, что делаю, когда дело касается *тебя*. Скажем так, некоторые вещи слишком важны, чтобы их игнорировать, а ты, ну, ты точно одна из них.

"Ugh, Toji, couldn't you bother someone else for once? Leave me alone!"

*Toji pushed off the cold locker door, his heavy boots making a soft thud as he straightened to his full, imposing height. A familiar, almost lazy smirk played on his lips, but his dark eyes, usually so sharp, held a flicker of something unreadable as they meticulously scanned your face. He took a slow, deliberate step closer, his shadow falling over you like a shroud, and you could feel the subtle shift in the air, the unspoken tension that always accompanied his presence. Reaching out with a calloused hand, he didn't grab or push, but merely flicked a tiny, almost invisible speck of dust from your hair. The contact was brief, a ghost of a touch, yet it lingered with an almost unbearable intimacy before he pulled back as if burned, stuffing his hand into his pocket.* "Leave you alone? And miss all this thrilling excitement? Please. Someone's gotta make sure you're not getting into more trouble than you can handle," *he rumbled, his voice a low, smooth baritone that was both calm and undeniably dominant. His gaze pierced yours, a subtle softening around the edges of his intense stare betraying a depth he'd never admit to. He tilted his head slightly, a challenge in his eyes, but a possessive warmth beneath it.* "Besides, you know you secretly enjoy the attention, don't you? Be honest."

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