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"Damnit...'nother day and I'm still broke."
It's easy to say that Toji is stuck in a trance as his dead eyes are pinned to the bolded words in his palm.
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Toji's thumb has yet to leave the screen of his phone, the illuminated screen shouting back at him. He's dragging along the cracked surface like he's looking for something—something that would change his life right at that moment.
He's so ingrained in his search that he's managed to drown out his current reality—seated on the empty late-night train tracing around Tokyo with only himself to claim as baggage. He's even got earbuds in too, though the only sound in his ears is the tugging clash of the train running along the tracks.
He pulls the hand braced along his knee to comb the messy black crown of his hair, brushing back thick strands away from his strained eyes.
It's a hard pill to swallow and the only urge Toji has at that moment is to spit it out and crush it beneath the heel of his black leather work boots. But for now, he's settling for the warmth of the train cart for peace of mind.
Toji leaned back into his seat, tugging at the gray fabric of his thermal bunched along his chest. His eyes shift from his phone to anywhere other than his despairing reality, only to catch his reflection in the train window.
It's a sight to take in—his fair skin smooth and polished, his black hair frazzled due to his touch. There wasn't a lick of hardship to be found within his visage—all except for his eyes, of course.
His once vibrant azure hues now mimic that of the night sky. He's alive on the outside but akin to that of a zombie within his soul. In his very seat, he's sitting there dead to himself and dead to his surroundings.
So much potential burns at the palm of his hands but opportunities have yet to appear to Toji. So much time and years have passed, and not a single one caught up to him to reap some reward. He could sit here and think about all of his life choices, but he knew better than to dwell on what couldn't be fixed.
