The moment was awkward to say in the least. Toshirou stood in front of the two younger teens, a frown etched onto his face. He was unamused, greatly unamused, and his facial expressions fully put on those emotions on display.
He donned a white sleeveless vest and dark blue boxers, with a light blue towel on his left shoulder. He simply stared blankly at Tristan and Rita, both of who were in a very, very compromising position.
"I... I don't even want to know?" The winter-blue-haired teen said, breaking the icy silence.
Speaking of icy, it felt like the temperature suddenly dropped a few degrees, but at the moment, that was irrelevant to Toshirou.
Rita had an equally blank stare on her pretty face, her ocean blue eyes losing their previously lustful gaze, and her thin pink lips twisted in a frown.
It was clear that she was easily upset with the sudden disturbance.
"What are you doing here?" She asked plainly.
