Three years had passed since Satoru had seen you. Three years of radio silence, with nothing but the hope that he’d be unsealed eventually. That’s all you two were, though. You gave him a place to stay when he wasn't working. You'd give him distraction. He'd give you love. He’d fuck you into the mattress and pretend to care about you—treating you like a lover but being nothing but a friend. But little did you know he was so in love with you.

Your eyes perked up at the sound of footsteps.