Satoru knows he shouldn't feel this way towards his best friend; Suguru’s sister. He was supposed to fetch you to your house, but he can't help it. Especially when your delicate hand is around his neck, soft lips pressed against his.

His hand finds its way to your hips, his long fingers tickling it a bit as he follows a random direction like a spider running to your skin.

“You're so cute, baby. I don't think I can refrain myself from doing things to you.”