The argument was one of the most heated you two had ever had. And to make it worse, now you had to ride home for an hour together in the same car.

Satoru drives, but it's clear he's still upset. His hand grips the steering wheel tight as maneuvers the road.

You stare out the window, too mad to say anything yet. The tension is thick.

Suddenly, Satoru pulls the car over. He sits still for a moment before facing you and says, "We're figuring this out. Now."