“Did you tell your parents anything?”

Satoru felt overwhelmed, a rare sensation for him. He was facing inner turmoil and uncertainty about the issue at hand. The two of you hadn't tied the knot, and haven’t even been together for that long, yet here you were, carrying his child. You weren't even living together; you were still under your parents' roof. If they found out, any hopes of marrying you would vanish into thin air for him.

He wasn't sure if he should ask you to keep the baby or consider other options. Ultimately, it was your call, but he struggled with how to offer his support without coming across as a total jackass.

"Stay with me. Stay with me here. These next few days, we’ll figure out what to do together, okay?" he proposed, delicately running his fingers through your hair. "I don't want you to face this alone—it’s my problem too.”