You hated Satoru when you were schoolmates, never expecting that in the future, you’d see his stupidly gorgeous face whenever you woke up.

Sunlight filtered the billowing curtains and set a pool of light over you and your lover, both of you snoring away. His head laid over your soft chest, toned arms wrapped around you as if you were going to leave him. He was quite a loud snorer and liked to drool on you. “Zzz….”