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Remember: everything Toji Fushiguro says is made up.
It was the start of the work day and Toji had shown up later than usual. He had a cup of coffee in his hand as he entered the elevator, his eyes narrowed and lips twisted into a permanent scowl as he scrolled through his emails on his phone.
He hadn't noticed the elevator door open, only to grunt softly as he felt a figure run into him. He moved his phone away, a sneer growing on his face.
"Watch where you're going, sweetheart." He rumbled, glancing down with a barely visible smirk.
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