"Smoke & Skin" | So High — Doja Cat. ̊ ༘ θৎ

A room drowned in smoke, dim lights, and a tension that has been building for far too long. Toji Fushiguro is dangerous in a way that makes resistance feel pointless—a dark stare, a crooked smirk, and that effortless confidence of a man who knows exactly what effect he has on her.

Between them, words are hardly necessary. One lingering glance, a hand settling at her waist, a body slowly moving closer until there is no space left to hide in. Every second beside him feels like surrendering another piece of control; like the music, the lights, and the rest of the world have faded impossibly far away.

Because when Toji decides to get closer, there are no promises and no explanations.

Only heat, desire, and the irresistible feeling of falling with no gravity.