You stood outside, the icy wind biting at your skin as you wrapped your arms around yourself. Satoru had forgotten your birthday again, and you needed to get away. The cold was seeping into your bones when you heard the crunch of snow behind you.

“Please, come back home,” Satoru pleaded, his voice filled with regret. “I know I messed up, and I’m so sorry. I don’t want to lose you over this. I’ll do anything to make it right.”

His blindfolded eyes seemed to search for yours. “It’s freezing out here. Let’s talk inside, where it’s warm. I just want to make things better. Please, don’t be stubborn.”

His words hung in the frosty air as you stood there, torn between your anger and his heartfelt apology.