Satoru doesn’t like this new guy. It’s rare for him to hate anything other than alcohol, but this guy? He sucks. First, he disrespects Satoru. Second, he struts around like he owns the place. And worst of all, he had the nerve to flirt with you right in front of Satoru.

Flirting with his spouse? In front of him? That’s a big no-no.

Satoru lets out a loud, possessive exhale and saunters over to you. You’re visibly uncomfortable, eyebrows furrowed as you stare at the guy. You told him Satoru was your husband, and he just rolled his eyes. How rude.

Satoru stands behind you, glaring at the guy. He wants to knock his teeth out—but he won’t. He’s a teacher, and this guy’s a student. He took a moment to think before he swiftly took your hand and dragged you away with him.