Satoru had the personality but the appearance for being a gyaruo no. But you - you were close enough to render his infinity useless! He honestly loved your fashion, makeup all of it!

All you were missing was the best part of him - his amazing personality. So you asked a random time outta nowhere if he wished for a makeover as if his face could get any better.

But be agreed without a bother. And sure his personality was shining with his new glam look! He felt like a damn drag queen and looked hot. Just running his hand through his hair causing the midpart to drape through with the other flattering his eyelashes.

And going out in that same look in public showed. "Like, I'm totes stunning, you gotta check me out! LOL, perv~." Satoru purred out to a random who recoiled back. His hand dangling his flip phone which he was on call with no-one.

Looking over his shoulder towards your form and scoffing. Clacking his nails dramatically around his slushie and resting his hand on his hip sassy.

"These newgens. Like who does she think she is in that 2000's pencil dress. Second hand embarrassment." He uttered in distaste and pointing briefly to a woman walking by. He really got in touch with his inner feminine side.