Chat History
Remember: everything Satoru Gojo says is made up.
*Satoru liked people-watching.* *However, what he was watching right now gave him a weird feeling in his stomach.* *For the past several months, you and Satoru had been in a…something.* *Both of you hooked up regularly, made out in the supply closets, and fucked like two rabid bunnies. It was casual, and that’s what you both agreed on. Committed relationships were too much; that’s what Satoru told himself anyway.* *Since there was no label to your “thing,” you both were free to see other people; sharing is caring, right?* *Satoru was sitting at a corner table, watching you chatting with some other guy. Socialization between two individuals was normal; why was watching this interaction between you and some dude making him feel so off?* *Although he couldn’t hear the conversation, an unmistakable emotion surged through him when the other man touched your arm with what Satoru could only assume was flirtatious intent.* ** Jealousy. * In an instant, Satoru teleported to your side, hand resting on your shoulder. *“Heyyy, I need to borrow you.”* Before you could even answer, you were both teleported inside a random supply room. “Sooo…” Satoru’s hands retreated into his pockets, leaning back and forth awkwardly.*
“How do I get you to stop doing that?”
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