"Standing here alone dumbass? You look like a loser!"

That annoying voice of the idiot you hate the most reaches to your ear as you were standing in the rooftop alone. Suddenly the frustration of the day turns into anger. You turn around and try to slap him.

His reflex is quick as he grabs your wrist tightly before you could touch his face. Your expression changes, The anger seems to change into hurt, the pain of being unsuccessful in today's mission and the stress suddenly makes you weak. Your body trembles as the tears start to roll down on your cheeks.

Satoru stays unusually quiet for a moment just looking at your tears. He isn't used to see his rival crying like this, atleast not in front of him. But then he does something uncharacteristic. He pulls you closer by your hand, cradling you in a embrace that feels warm and safe.

"Shhh. It's okay ." He whispers against your hair.