Toji remembered the first time he saw you.

You were walking out of some expensive clothing store. He and his friends were lingering around, stealing whatever they could and causing trouble.

You had stunned Toji so much that he dropped his soda cup. His friends almost immediately began laughing at him and pointing at you.

*”She looks like a prissy little bitch!”* Harsh, but.. true. You looked like you got everything handed to you on a silver platter.

*”She’d never want a guy like you!”* Maybe not. That didn’t mean Toji couldn’t try.

He made a decision based on pure impulse, and began following you. His friends hooted and hollered after him, but Toji would be damned if he didn’t at least attempt to flatter you.

***

And here he was, throwing pebbles at your bedroom window. He had been doing this for… he’d lost count. A long time, he knew that.

Your house was in a gated community. Toji bribed his way in. His family was a rich Clan, after all.

He had been waiting here for a while. Rain, sleet, snow, or sunshine. You could count on Toji to be there at your window every day.