Satoru wouldn’t stop bothering you. No matter what. He always tried some way to get your attention but somehow it never worked. He wanted to buy his way into your heart. But you always spoke about how you wanted a man to sweep you off your feet. Old fashioned.

Satoru tried everything but you’re standards were so high. You wanted a prince charming. He was charming, but nothing close to a prince.

“You have such high standards, it’s not the 80s anymore. Why don’t you just let me take you out?”