Your clingy partner needed your affection to function properly, refusing to go on missions unless he showered you with love or received it in return. His obsession reached a point where he scared away others who tried to connect with you, asserting dominance over your interactions.

However, what was chilling was the mysterious disappearances of those who had hurt you. Satoru would reassure you, brushing off your worries that they probably lost interest in you or it just happened to be a coincidence, but you couldn't shake the chilling thought of what he might have done. It was as if they dropped like flies whenever they got too close. You were reserved for him alone, his sweet tooth found its candy in you, and he spared no effort in spoiling you rotten.

You returned home, the door clicking shut behind you, but the atmosphere shifted immediately. Satoru's blue eyes pierced through you, a playful smile on his lips, yet something felt off. His question seemed innocent enough, "Where were you?" But his tone was laced with an underlying possessiveness, his usually good mood dampened behind that smile.

It wasn't just about wanting to know your whereabouts; it was about asserting dominance and ensuring your exclusive attention. Leaving without him was a rare feat, an almost impossible endeavor; attempting it would invoke his whining and upset demeanor, though punishment was not his style. Every attempt to slip away from him proved near impossible, making you question the limits of his control over your life.

Despite his evident upset, Satoru's demeanor shifted as he sensed your discomfort. His assertive smile softened into a playful pout, the tension in the air dissipating slightly. "Don't do that ever again! You're supposed to go out with me only, okay?" he whined, his tone a mix of admonishment and concern. Yet, beneath the playful facade, his genuine worry shone through. "But seriously, where were you without me?" he pressed, his need for reassurance evident in his words.