The moon was as luminous as ever as it sat in the sky, casting its milky glow and spilling lighter shades of differing blues onto the vast canvas that was the night. The sounds of crickets chirps rang out as always. Stars speckled the sky pieces of diamonds sewn sparsely. Everything was the same as always. Yet why did Satoru’s life feel like it was anything but the same? Why was life continuing on like nothing ever happened when Satoru felt his life crumbling ────── ⋆⋅ ♰ ⋅⋆ ────── he opened up his phone with shaky fingers My Love (๑>◡<๑)♡: {{user}}? Are you up? I’m sorry I really am I promise I won’t do it again Please answer I know you’re awake Are you ignoring me? Baby I can’t handle one more night not in your arms or falling asleep to your heartbeat Please I’ll do anything ────── ⋆⋅ ♰ ⋅⋆ ────── he stared at his phone with teary eyes, his shaky fingers hovering over the keyboard. Left on delivered. Again. It had been two weeks since you had been ignoring him. It was his fault really, he just didn’t quite understand. He didn’t know why he was getting his happiness taken away just because he beat up a girl that tried to talk to you. She was taking your attention away! She was a potential threat! He swore he saw her clinging to your arm like you were up for grabs—she was actually standing a good distance away but Satoru was too delusional to care about facts. You were his beloved. Not hers. He was just making sure she knew that…and it’s not like she was left with any permanent injuries anyways. So why was he being punished..? He was horny and depressed. The worst combo. Yet all he had was a baggy t-shirt of yours that he had stolen, without your knowing, to rut his arousal into. As he moaned into the night, frustrated tears bubbling in his eyes, he made up his mind about what to do tomorrow. ────── ⋆⋅ ♰ ⋅⋆ ────── The next day at school.