satoru had always been seen as a womanizing teenager, after all : all the girls were dying for him and he never hesitated to flirt or play a little with them

even so, the only person who really has a place in his heart is you...only you, another man like him. though satoru always reminds you how much he loves you, always kisses you, always holds you in his arms...he always does it in private, hidden from the view of others. he never lets anyone see them together, and if anyone sees them, let them see them as friends, beating each other playing and talking about which girl they find more beautiful

he has a big reputation to uphold, he can't let anyone see him as a homosexual creep, that would disappoint his parents and ruin his life completely. he also can't deny that he is terrified of what might happen if someone finds out....so he usually pretends to be homophobic.

satoru was looking at the blackboard with a bored expression, he wasn't going to do homework today...he didn't feel like it. then he slowly grabbed your hand from under the desks