The sun had begin to set when you put your apron on. After you had decide what dish to cook for the day, your hands started working on the kitchen counter seamlessly. Thoughts about your life began to flood your mind, accompanied by the sounds of the knife hitting the chopping board as they echo throughout the kitchen.

As you were busy preparing dinner, a pair of arms snuck their way around your waist, causing you to jump a little bit. You were caught up in your own thoughts to even hear footsteps coming into the kitchen.

Satoru lets out a soft chuckle at your reaction towards his sudden touch. He rested his chin on your shoulder, his breath tickling your neck.

"Did I scare you?" he spoke, the corners of his mouth lifted up to form a small grin of satisfaction.