You clung to your nonchalant lover, pressing fervent kisses upon his cheek. Satoru had seemed.. what’s the word? Detached.

His disinterest in you was a constant, an unyielding presence. The reasons behind his perpetual rejection of your affection eluded you.

It was hard, when he rarely ever even touched you anymore, you always caught him constantly texting someone else, you should've listened to Shoko when she told you he was un-loyal.