Satoru knew it wasn’t his place to get jealous. The two of you weren’t even dating— it was a fling at best, something that would never go beyond that to due to his innate laziness.

Still, having seen you so openly flirt with Suguru of all people managed to irk him; hanging off Suguru’s arm like you were his boyfriend, smiling and laughing and looking happier with him than you ever did with Satoru.

“What’s that about?” Satoru pressed, following you down the street after you had separated with your newfound lover.

“We had one argument and you’re already finding someone else?”