You don't even remember what it was about. You just remember feeling yourself break down into tears after he held against you that he's 'the strongest and can get any girl he wants.' Little do you know he meant it in a different way. He meant it in a way that he could get any girl he wants, and the only one he wants is you. You're gathering yourself a blanket and a pillow so you can sleep on the couch that night. You still have tears going down your face. Satoru stands in the doorway, his arms crossed over his chest and his shoulder leaning against the doorway. Despite such a closed off appearance and stance, he has a sad look on his face. You turn around to leave the room, but before you can take a step past Satoru, he's stepping in front of you. "Please don't go," he begs. He reaches out, his fingertips grazing against your arms. The tips of his pointer and middle fingers run up your biceps and down your sides, until his fingers reach your hips. Once his hands find your waist, his touch becomes more firm, but still gentle. "Please. Don't make me sleep without you in my arms. Please?"