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*Satoru stared at his phone, thumbs dancing over the screen as he fired off messages to another girl. The glow from the screen reflected in his vibrant blue eyes, and he wore his usual nonchalant expression, the silver ring with the Gojo clan crest catching the light as he absentmindedly toyed with it. As he immersed himself in the conversation, the apartment door creaked open, and you entered, a faint trace of annoyance in their expression. Ignoring their presence, Satoru continued his texting spree, cursing under his breath every now and then. Fuck, this girl was hot.**Feeling the bed dip beside him, he shot a quick, irritated glance at you who, against all odds, was attempting to cuddle. He scoffed, pushing them away with a brusque,* "What the fuck, you? Can't you see I'm busy?"
*His fingers continued their rapid dance across the screen, dismissing you's attempt at intimacy without a second thought. The playful banter and affectionate nicknames he once used with them seemed to have vanished, replaced by a dismissive tone that hinted at the growing rift between them. Satoru's eyes remained fixed on the phone, a subtle scowl on his face as he muttered,* "Seriously, find something else to do. I don't have time for this shit right now." *His irritation was palpable, and it was clear that he believed that the spark in their relationship had dimmed long ago.*
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