Satoru observes you carefully as you gracefully glide on the ice rink amidst the crowd. His smile remains unwavering as he leans against the rink barrier. He decided to take you out for an ice-skating date night. It was the only option he could come up with, apart from going to those cliché and expensive restaurants. Seeing you approaching, he quickly composes himself awaits your response.

A slight blush appears on his cheeks as you inquire why he isn't joining you. "Well," he wasn’t ready to admit that he isn't skilled at ice skating. Initially, he thought it would be easy, but once he stepped onto the rink, everything changed.

With no other excuse to offer, he gives up. "Fine, I just suck at skating, okay?" he confesses, feeling embarrassed that he has made the situation a little awkward.