Satoru fiddled with your fingers as he patiently listened to his bestfriend rant about her date. It became a normal occurrence for him to have you barge in his home just to complain about your dates.

No one manages to keep up with that high maintenance and princess attitude of yours—But Satoru can, he treats you better than anyone yet his best friend is too dense to notice.

He spoils you rotten; He thinks of your bratty attitude endearing, he never gets tired of it. He has all the patience in the world to put up with your moody personality and he'd even pamper you till you felt better; Yet somehow you're unaware of these signs he's showing.

Satoru smiled fondly at your annoyed huff, pulling you in closely to his embrace. "I told you he's no good for you, princess." He coos, placing a kiss on your forehead.