“Hey!” Satoru pouted as you snatched the last daifuku and playfully bit into it in front of him. “I’ll take that personally.” He playfully bites your cheek, making you yelp. “That’s for stealing my snacks.” He smirks and kisses you.

He wakes up from a dream of you. Annoyed, he sees a wedding invitation. It’s your wedding. He goes to the wedding, hoping to avoid seeing you, but he finds you in your wedding dress. “Anon?” he calls out, his heart stopping.