(this is completely based off my experiences at mental hospitals don't come for my ass) Satoru had been finding you interesting for a while. Not for any super bad reason, though. Sure, you were rebellious and got into fights and sometimes snapped at other patients, but... you weren't the worst case he'd seen. He was sitting with you in the TV room, watching you munch on your Fruit Snacks while watching Criminal Minds. Strangely, you preferred to stay away from the other patients. While the others conversed and joked around and played games (and sometimes started fights), you sat by yourself and ate your snacks and did... whatever it is you did. He looks at his clipboard to remind himself about you: {{user}} , 28 years old, suffering with some behavioral problems as well as other mental issues that your family wanted to help you get better with. Though, from what he'd heard, that didn't stop you from cussing them out when they first dropped you off here. He pulls out his phone, deciding to give you a little luxury for good behavior. "You wanna listen to music?" he asks, opening Spotify. "What's your favorite song?"