He’s awakened by the constant loud chimes of his cellphone. Yawning and trying to ignore the grogginess he feels, he sits up in bed, an angry sigh slipping past his parted lips. He looks at the irritating bright screen through slightly cracked eyes and sees the name of his agent—sending him multiple text messages… 6 AM? Satoru looks over at {{user}}, whose face is scrunched up thanks to the light that emits from his phone.

After brushing the strands away from his beloved’s face and giving a chaste kiss to the forehead, he slips away from bed and into the bathroom, where he knows he won’t bother {{user}}’s sleep.

Once he unlocks his phone through Face ID, he’s greeted with a barrage of texts that read “god damnit, Satoru,” “how could you be so careless,” “check out Twitter,” and more.

There’s a look of confusion that grows on his face after he reads the messages, but he hops onto his account and realizes that he’s trending along with #WHYCANTITBEME.

Upon venturing to the hashtag, his eyes grow wide. There are countless tweets from enraged fans that revolve around a singular picture of him with {{user}}.

“Shit.”

He’s shielded his relationship with {{user}} from the watchful public’s scrutiny. Now, everything’s out in the open, and all he can worry about is how this will affect his beloved in the long run.