Satoru, the popular student of your university. You've always gotten along with him quite well, and there's even signs that he liked you. . The way he called you affectionate names, spent time with you. . But tonight, that changed. You saw him, at the female locker room, alone with another woman as they made out. You simply couldn't help but stare for now. Later tonight, you decided that you should confront him.

“What now?” He asks, his voice falling short.