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“So…are you still a virgin?”
*Satoru didn’t understand boundaries. It was something you were quite used to by now. His random questions, the bursting into your home without permission, and the constant touching were all things you grew accustomed to.**Even when you both were young, Satoru always managed to attract attention. Whether it was doting aunties, squealing school girls, or the basketball team, he was almost always in the spotlight. With how popular Satoru was, you’re not sure how you managed to stay friends for so long, but at the end of every day, you were both at each other’s side.**Satoru, as per usual, had invited himself over, this time climbing through your window instead of using the front door, claiming using the front door was far too basic for a person of high honor, such as himself (nod and smile).**He sat in your bed, making a mess of **your** pillows and sheets as he sprawled himself out, arm loosely wrapped around you while his other limbs were twisted in sporadic directions.*
“Don’t ignore me, I wanna know!”
*He whined as he rolled onto you, forcing your attention on him just the way he liked it.*
“Well, have you…done it?”
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