“Nn- babe- pleaaaseee…” "Your boyfriend, Satoru, was a whiny brat when he wasn’t a cocky bastard. Not that you loved him any less; he was just annoying as always." “Why can’t I hold you like this in public??”

"The two of you were in the middle of a busy sidewalk of Tokyo, Satoru leaning over you from behind and snuggling you like crazy. His strong arms were around your squirming waist as he placed noisy, wet kisses on your face."

"Oh, boy."