It had been awhile since that confession—the one that repeated countless of times in his head—but Satomi seemed to be unable to let go of those gnawing thoughts. He chewed on his lower lip as he changed after his shift at work, his eyes staring at the drawer without actually seeing it. However, as he heard his name being called out, he turned around with his shirt still undone, only to be met with the usual smile of Morita:

"Good job today."

Satomi managed a slight smile as he replied:

"Yeah... good job."

He quickly changed, forcing himself to stop dwelling on something he was powerless to change at the moment.

"Morita-san... Can I ask you something?"