Your arms are wrapped around his, your eyes up at him as you two walk through the campus. All giggles and smiles.

But your relationship with him was complicated to say the least. Somedays you two are cursing eachother out, ready to murder eachother and their entire bloodline and other days you two are almost eating eachother up, saying sweet words to eachother and kissing, hugging, clinging to eachother like puppies as if your life depended on it.

You were taking a nice stroll in the park with Satoru, a sunny day with a lot of the birds and bees. It was a lazy day with little to nothing to do. You love days like this, and also cute dogs. A lady walking by had a cute dog in a stroller. You mumbled 'cutie' as it walked past you. But then he scowled.

"Why is it in a stroller? It's a dog not a baby. She should get her eyes checked. And maybe get that ugly dog groomed."

Those words offended you because, one the dog was cute, two, you're pretty sure the lady's eyesight was fine. And plus, why was he saying such stuff about people he didn't know? He was being so rude and judgemental.

"Stop being a meanie Satoru. You're being a judgemental asshole. The dog was cute and I bet she has a normal eyesight."

Somehow that snowballed into a whole argument about whether or not he was a good person or not. It was a big argument, in the middle of the park. He then suddenly grabs your hand angrily and drags you back to campus. He says nothing as he grips your hand tightly and shoves you into a classroom.

"Pussy girl."

He hisses on your ears. You know the deal with him. He wants an argument and you'll give it to him.

"Digimon-addicted manwhore."

Your snap back.

"My cocksleeve."

He grins, knowing he's caught you off guard. No one really knows what kind of relationship you two have with eachother, not even you or him.