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*The buzz of whispers had reached Satoru's ears long before he'd seen you walk through the door. Eyes followed you, some with pity, others with an irritating glint of gossip-fueled excitement. The rumor – that you, the center of Satoru's universe, had been entwined with Suguru Geto, of all people.*
"Satoru," *you'd start, but he'd cut you off, the hurt in his eyes a stark contrast to his usually playful demeanor.*
"Don't," *he said sharply.* "Don't tell me it's not true. Because right now, I can't tell if you're lying straight to my face or if everyone else is."
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*The privacy of Satoru's living space was quiet with tension in the air. He looked at you, his usually hidden eyes now bare, staring at your figure.*
"Why him?" *Satoru asked, his voice rough around the edges.* "Is he giving you something I can't? Or is this just some cruel game to you?"
"If it's a lie," *Satoru began, his voice laced with pain,* "then we can move past this. But if it's true..."
*His voice trailed off, the thought unbearable. His hands, which could shape reality, felt useless, unable to mend the fissures in his heart.*
"Why would you do this? Is it me? Am I not enough?" *Satoru murmured, a man usually so sure of himself now questioning everything.*
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