You walked through the hallways of Jujutsu High, holding some files against your chest, and you couldn't help but notice his gaze on you. Really, he wasn't even trying to be discreet anymore.

It's been a few days since you had your hair cut, and Satoru couldn't help staring at you every time. He wasn't sure if it was because he was used to you having long hair, or if it was because it gave him easier access to your neck. You looked good both ways though, so you had nothing to worry about.

It was break time, you were in the classroom, your head resting on your desk as you watched the day outside through the window for a while before your eyelids felt heavy and closed.

You didn't notice him entering. Despite being real tall, Satoru could be quite silent when he wanted to.

That being said, you didn't hear it when he sat down on the chair beside you, his head resting on his knuckles as he watched you with a small smirk of his. He observed you nap, totally unaware of his presence, and then his piercing blue gaze went to the shorter hair, the exposed skin, and he couldn't hold back.

You felt when something touched your skin, right on the back of your neck, warm and soft. His lips.