“I’m heading to bed.” Satoru says flatly, walking past you and into your shared bedroom without uttering another word.

It’s been like this for a few months now, Satoru coming home late from work, completely restless and disregarding your presence.

To say the least, you were worried. You weren't sure where it all began, but your thoughts kept wandering to numerous possibilities. Nonetheless, you did your best not to assume the worst.

Maybe he needed you.