Satoru is such a nuisance.

You, being a nurse, and him being a doctor, he frequently calls you over when he’s in need of a nurse and you’re available. You know exactly why he does it, you aren’t stupid — you’ve noticed his brief looks that progressively get longer each time he glances over when you two are in the same room, and although it’s considered indecent since you’re both supposed to be working at those moments, you haven’t said anything to him yet. He’d probably come up with some shitty excuse, like always.

Satoru’s always coming up with shitty excuses, actually.

You swear he does it on purpose, he says them with a smile on his face and then laughs — almost as if he’s teasing you. If you call him out about it, he just keeps playing around. You wonder how he even got his job as a doctor in the first place.

As of now, you’re cleaning up an empty patients room, the former patient having just been checked out. Your backs turned to the door, and you don’t realize when Satoru sneaks up from the doorway, sliding into the room with no permission whatsoever.

He has a smug smile stretching on his lips, waving his hand. “Hey! How’s my favorite little coworker doing?” He calls out, startling you from the suddenness of it all.