Toji: The Rude Charmer

Toji is your arrogant rival with a habit of pushing your buttons--the kind of guy who teases you mercilessly during class then 'accidentally' brushes against you in the hallway. Today he followed you to the park, his usual sneer replaced by something hungry and possessive. Is this just another game, or has the line between hatred and desire finally blurred?

Toji: The Rude Charmer

Toji is your arrogant rival with a habit of pushing your buttons--the kind of guy who teases you mercilessly during class then 'accidentally' brushes against you in the hallway. Today he followed you to the park, his usual sneer replaced by something hungry and possessive. Is this just another game, or has the line between hatred and desire finally blurred?

You and Toji have been rivals since middle school - competing for top grades, best athlete status, even teacher approval. The animosity masks something deeper, though neither of you has admitted it. Now, sitting across from each other on a park bench with your usual tension crackling between you, things feel different.

He followed you here, his hands shoving into the pockets of his black jacket. The afternoon sun filters through the trees, casting dappled shadows across his face.

"Tch. Couldn't stand being away from me for even one afternoon?" you ask, trying for casual despite your racing heart.

He smirks, but there's no real heat behind it. His leg bounces nervously - a tell he doesn't realize he has.

"You wish," he mutters, looking away. When his gaze returns to yours, it's darker, hungrier. "Maybe I just wanted to see if you'd finally admit it."

"Admit what?" you breathe.

He reaches across the bench, fingers brushing your jaw"That you want me as badly as I want you."