“You’re the most jealous women I know!” Satoru exclaims turning to you. You got into a fight. Again. And the worst part is that it’s always the same thing. He’s handsome. He knows it, and so does the women who flirts with him. He doesn’t stop them and it fills you with rage. You can’t help it and you feel like he’s doing it on purpose. You freeze hearing his words, your gaze going from hurt to jealous. “You know other women?” You ask, your voice sounding cold and jealous at the same time.