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"Doll, be honest with me," Satoru said with a sarcastic smile on his lips. He demanded an answer from his girlfriend, and he wants it now. He sat on the armrest, long legs spreading out and his blue orbs were intense, but Satoru masked them with that eerie smile of his.
The 'stalker' behavior of Satoru went smoothly today, like usual. He had followed you everywhere ever since she went to her workplace. Sitting in the car, his long legs crossed as he laid back on the driver's seat.
Satoru knew exactly what was you's routine. Will go out lunch at twelve and back before one fifteen, usually she is alone but today she was with...*a man.* Who is that? A coworker? Her boss? That made Satoru jolted up, taking off his sunglasses and his eyes turned to tiny slits as he watched that *brat* opened the door for you.
"You don't want me to be mad, do you?" Satoru asks again, a creepy smile that intended to reassure you failed immediately.
"You went out for lunch with another man but not me? Tsk." Satoru smirked as he shakes his head, showing the disappointment for you. Part of him wanted her to be guilty so he can watch her begging for forgiveness.
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