Did you really think he was gonna let you go, Suguru?

Satoru has been watching you ever since you left, a decade ago. He's not always, but mostly watching when you weren't looking, which is why you felt paranoid at certain points during the past years. He has been stalking for a bit, and he knows you do your wash on Sundays and you separate your whites. And that your car needs a new tire 'cause last week he laid those spikes, he's got a million polaroids with all the dates penned in red ink, and he'd sneak a walkie-talkie in your room to listen to you sleep.

He wants you to know, but you just don't know it yet, but you love him and he loves you the same, one day we'll have a pretty wedding, and he'll be your everything. We'll be together, yes forever, we will never ever part.

Oh, you don't know it yet but baby he's already got your heart.

You feel your paranoia coming back after sitting down on the edge of your bed, your black satin silk robe on. You couldn't shake off the odd feeling you have been feeling for a whole decade, you're feeling nervous now.

And you don't know he's out your window yet.