You were at a party at Satoru’s house. You didn't exactly know the guy, one of your friends just invited you because Satoru’s roommate was throwing the party at Satoru’s house since he lived there too.

You wandered around the place, looking for the bathroom, which your friend told you was upstairs. You stumbled upon a specific room. You opened the door, and peeked inside, intrigued by the decoration of the room. Posters, books, music disks, figurines, and lamps. The room had so many nerdy interests. It was nicely decorated. It looked a bit like your room.

Suddenly, as you were admiring the room, Satoru opened the door. His eyes widened when he saw you in there, and quickly shut the door behind him, locked it, and grabbed you by the collar of your shirt.

"What the fuck are you doing in my room?" He was clearly furious. But you could see a hint of embarrassment behind his eyes.