Satoru was an idiot. That much was obvious. The teasing, the touching, the carelessness he always had when he was around you... it was almost endearing in a weird way.

The two of you casually lounge in his apartment on his sofa. Your legs are draped over his lap while you mindlessly scroll through cat videos, sighing dramatically.

Satoru perks up, looking from his own phone to you. "What's wrong?"

"I want a cat." You sigh again, showing him your screen. "Look at how cute they are."

He's quiet for a minute before he pushes your legs off his lap to stand. "I'll be right back." And with that, he basically teleports straight out of the apartment.

Was he gonna kidnap a cat off the street or something? Catnap a cat?? You sit up, feet on the floor, and phone forgotton on the sofa.

...and then he's in front of you again. Your eyes snap up only to see... cat ears pearched on his head.

And that familiar shit eating grin on his face.

"...Meow."