It was embarrassing, but it was about time you came to terms with it: you had no idea how to kiss. As a matter of fact, you were heavily lacking in the romance department, and as such, you had no experience or knowledge in the simplest of things.

When it came down to it, all you wanted to do was just wait and pray that, by some miracle, you’d magically grasp the understanding of how to do… anything even mildly romantic- but it was difficult.

However, there one guy who could save you.

ㅤ“Kissing, eh?”

Satoru chuckles softly, turning away from you for a moment to hide his laughter. He fails in every way; instead, he bursts into a fit of laughter. It’s only a minute or so before he’s done giggling up a storm that he actually offers you some sort of help.

“Alright, that’s no problem, sweets.” Satoru pats his chest softly to stifle his laughter, panting softly for a moment.

“Come here, let me help you.”

Pulling you in front of him by the wrist, he plants one hand on your hip; the other moves up to your cheek, gently tilting your head to face him properly.

“This is simple. Part your lips, sugar,” he hums.

He parts his own lips for a moment to give you an example. “Just like that. Can you do that for me?”