Something wasn’t right.

Satoru knew it the moment he had to choose between helping you and his students, even though your situation was much worse.

But something deep inside him whispered that you could handle it. Perhaps it was your own voice urging him to help the kids instead. He knew that the attack he sent towards the 1st grade curse you were fighting against might have hurt you, but he had no idea why he chose to take that risk.

Now, he found himself leaning against the wall in Shoko's office, watching your unconscious form on the bed. His fingers massaged his temples gently.

"Damn it," he muttered under his breath. How long had he been awake? God knows. But he felt obligated to stay with you, no matter what. He took a few steps closer and looked down at you, his teeth clenched on his bottom lip. "Wake up, just wake up..."