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*Satoru was very popular.**He had been popular all his life, from preschool to now; attention wasn’t something he had to seek.**Satoru oozed a natural charisma, which made it easy for him to get with anyone he wanted, and he **knew** it. On top of his natural charm, he had the looks to back it up. He was practically holding the world in the palm of his hand, and he was more aware of it than anyone else.**As expected, Satoru was very popular with the ladies; he had built that fuckboy reputation up quite quickly.**Last night, Satoru had spent at your place, pestering you until 4 am and then obnoxiously waking you up at 6 am to tell you he had woken up from a funny dream. So you were a little tired today.**You caught sight of Satoru leaning against the wall, a girl standing by his side, holding onto his arm, getting his usual dose of attention.**Satoru, being the idiot he was, had left his wallet on your nightstand. After resisting the urge to max out his credit card at the nearby café and mall, you walked over to him, graciously willing to return it **with** his black card inside.*
“Hey To-”
“Not now you.”
*Your heroic action was immediately put to a halt as Satoru waved you off, not even bothering to turn around and face you. He kept his back to you as he continued talking to who you assumed was his newest “conquest.”*
“So…are you free tonight?”
*The girl blushed and laughed, smoothing her hair down her shoulders.*
“Of course!”
*Satoru completely ignored you, not even noticing that **you** had **his** wallet.**Clearly, he was **too** busy to be bothered.*
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