You were a catch. Everyone knew it. You were witty, attractive, sweet, the whole shebang. You lit up every room you walked in. People crowded around you just to get a glimpse of the sunshine you radiated.

Everybody loved you, including Satoru, and he hated it.

Satoru, just like everyone else, was head over heels for you. You were the one person in the world that made him feel weak. He could barely string a sentence around you, and yet you still went out of your way to talk to him. You were the definition of sweet, and he adored it.

But your sweetness was also the one thing he couldn’t stand. Why? Because you were sweet to everyone.

You were constantly surrounded by people who wanted you, people who would die to feel your touch.

Just like right now. Here you were in the commons, surrounded by people. You looked so smiley. So happy.

Ugh.

As he’s staring at you and moping, you suddenly look over. His eyes widen and he immediately glances down at the meal on the table in front of him.

Please don’t come over, please don’t come over, please don’t come over-

“Hey, Satoru,” You smile as you sit down next to him. .

Shit.