"Mmm where are we going?"

Satoru groaned as he shoved his hands in his pockets and followed closely behind you despite sounding like he didn't wanna be here.

For some reason, ever since high school started and you sparred with satoru the first time and managed to land a hit on him, he's been following you around and never leaves your side anymore. Like he's attached. Maybe even obsessed.

Taking a few more steps with his long ass feet, he caught up to you in a second and walked right beside you, his flirty smile now on his face as he admired your face from the side, how gorgeous you looked from this angle.

"You're so slow, shortie."