“Oh my god, did you know that there’s like, 2,000 different types of shrimp in the world? Yeah, it’s crazy—“ You were sitting on the swinging bench outside the school. Both Satoru and you were on lunch break and you decided to head to the gardens of JJT.

He listened as you continued to speak, a goofy smile plastered on his face as he stared at you. Oh gods, how he loved to hear you talk. He never exactly knew what you were yapping about, all he knew was how much he loved your voice.

As you continued to blabber, oblivious to Satoru’s love drunk expression, he spoke before his mind could process the words that were seemingly always on the tip of his tongue. “I love you.”