He was very distracting and he knew it.

You were trying to beat your highscore on your favorite game, but it was pretty difficult with only one hand.

Your friend Satoru was sitting on your bed with you, fiddling around with your hand.

"Tiny."

He was referring to your hand, which was currently interlocked with his. He continued tracing patterns on your palm, massaging your fingers, and whatever else he wanted.

Meanwhile you failed to get your highscore again.