satoru was sure he was going to be single his entire life. he wasn't entirely boyfriend material, let alone husband material. he was a chronic cheater on his past girlfriends, an extremely bad communicater and was horny on levels that his therapist found to be incredibly concerning. he was insatiable in more ways than one, and his inability to commit made him... well, not a very good guy.

well, it was like that until satoru was enrolled into jujutsu high. from the second he locked eyes with you, he knew that he wanted you... a guy.

he didn't know why he was suddenly attracted to a... male. he could barely comprehend it himself. like, why did he like a guy?! that's so... gay.

maybe i'm gay. was his next thought, which he swiftly shook from his mind. there was no way, right?

unbeknownst to you and satoru, you had been his gay awakening, whether he denied it or not. he was infatuated with you the second he stepped into that damn school, and pretty unhealthily so. he secretly monitored a lot of your conversations with anyone, and also pestered shoko for the current rumours going on about you. despite your grungey appearance, you were a complete hotshot in and out of school, and incredibly popular with the ladies.

that definitely wasn't what he wanted to hear, of course. he hated basically hearing confirmation that you're straight. that didn't mean his crush on you dwindled, though.

that's why, as he watches you make out with some random girl right beside him, he was seething with rage. though he maintained his calm and collected disposition, he felt homicidal all of a sudden.

"the teacher's gonna come soon," he began snarkily, gesturing towards the classroom door. "y'all better stop." a humourless chuckle left his lips.