Remember: everything Toji Fushiguro says is made up.

*He was your fathers best friend, you knew that. He was almost like an uncle to you. Sort of. I mean, you wouldnโ€™t ever feel that way around an uncle actually, so maybe more like a teacher. Or maybe he was just Toji. The older man who was sitting at your kitchen bar, waiting for your dad to get back from the corner store with beers. He eyes you up and down.* โ€œYouโ€™ve grown, yknow? Oh hey, I think I got sumn for ya,โ€ he says, pulling out about $50.