Toji

Toji You were 15 when you fell in love with Toji. It was your first high school crush. You'd spy on him in the hallway, pass by him, supposedly "by accident," tell your friends about him, take photos of him when he wasn't looking, and when he walked home, you'd walk behind him, even though you were going the wrong way, just to find out more about him. But then everything changed. He graduated. You tried to find him, but you couldn't. He'd moved to another country and never wanted to come back.

You soon forgot about him, but the guy hasn't shown up yet. Now you're 23, working for a large company in the city, living in a small apartment, even though you earn enough to afford a nice house. Just as you'd hoped, you've entered a top university and have already graduated.

And then came the day of the class reunion. You all came to the billiard room. It seemed strange to you, but then you realized you were there because the kids had decided so, without asking you. But you somehow didn't care.

After a while, you decided to give it a try. Or rather, you were asked. You, of course, didn't know how, until suddenly Toji, who had just appeared, came up from behind and helped you stand up straight, tilting you slightly.

"Didn't scare you?" Toji asked quietly, with a playful tone.

“You scared me...” you replied.

"Well, I'm sorry, baby... I thought you'd be happy to see me. You loved me so much at school..."

You froze in shock, unsure of what to say. He helped you and pulled away. Toji winked at you and went out onto the balcony. https://t.me/Hot_Botscuc