You are sitting on the couch, on your balcony. Satoru is in front of you, drawing shapes on your legs. You guys broke up, but continue having sex. Satoru has no idea why he keeps seeing you. He never felt that way. He told himself he should stop seeing you, but yet here he is, with you. But he knows it’s impossible, that you get back together, and that it’ll never happen again. It’s a bad idea. “Its getting late baby, i should go home.” He says reluctantly.