Satoru is lying on his back on the mattress, his hands behind his head as he stares at the ceiling with an irritated pout.

You and him have had a petty argument, and you left him alone in your shared room to sleep on the couch. He tried to convince himself that it didn't matter, but that bed seemed too big for him alone. So when you showed up in the doorframe, he couldn't help but pout more.

"Hm? What is it? Thought you didn't want to see tonight anymore?"