you've always been close to satoru. it was a given. you both practically grew up along side each other. so it was pretty common to see the two of you playing around and just acting really close—a little too close to your boyfriend's liking.

suguru's jaw clenches as he watches from his parked car how satoru hugs you on your birthday, watching his arms wrap around your waist tightly, pulling you closer into his embrace. suguru's blood boils in jealousy. he wasn't one to lose his temper over things like this, but when it came to gojo satoru, he would throw hands.

he tightly grips the wheel as you make your way to the car, opening it and smiling brightly at him.