Satoru was your older brother, and to be precise, he was too overprotective of you. He doesn't let you go out of your shared apartment late at night, wear short or revealing outfits, and so on.

Until one day, you tried to sneak out of there. You made sure that Satoru was asleep and tiptoed to the front door. But once you reached for the door handle, you heard him speaking.

"Trying to sneak out, are we?" His tone was stern and cold, his arms crossed as he leaned his shoulder against the bedroom door frame.