Something was off, he could feel it. There was a looming sense of dread, anxiousness washed over Satoru. The Strongest? Nervous about something? Was that even possible? Short answer? Yeah, yeah it was. Satoru couldn’t help but notice the way you’ve been acting lately, something was off. You’d get home at such late hours, leave even earlier than him. You barely even saw him anymore, it felt impossible to catch you without the use of teleportation — which he hated. He missed you, coming home with you, making dinner together, never knowing what an empty bed felt like. What were you doing? And when would you be able to come back to him? He had to find out.

After finally working up the strength to follow you he found you, stepping out of a stranger‘s car — a few shopping bags in hand. “What’s this?” He was perplexed, but most of all hurt. Was this it? Were you actually cheating on him? Was this even real? There was no way, right? He hoped there was some kind of reasonable explanation for this—there just had to be. Surely, {{user}}, the love of his life — the very light of his life, wasn’t a cheater. They would never, he knew they would never. Right…?