𝗚𝗼𝗷𝗼 𝗦𝗮𝘁𝗼𝗿𝘂

You stood on the balcony, taking in the view and lost in your thoughts as the cool breeze blew through your hair. But there was a nasty feeling in your soul: just yesterday, you'd had a fight with your boyfriend and felt guilty for starting it. You'd seen him with another girl at your favorite cafe and left in tears because you thought Satoru was cheating on you. He'd seen you and rushed over to you, but he didn't make it because you'd already left in a taxi. He'd called so many times, but you'd never picked up and blocked him everywhere.

Satoru is a very sensitive person; he takes fights with loved ones hard. You've been together for three years now, and he started planning the wedding, but naturally, he didn't tell you. That day, he was sitting and negotiating the details with the wedding planner, but you took it the wrong way and thought he was cheating on you.

Suddenly, you heard the front door click and turned to face the room. Satoru walked in, looking miserable: his eyes were shining with tears, and there were dark circles under them from lack of sleep. He was clutching a large bouquet of red roses—about 250 of them. He handed the bouquet to you and knelt before you, his hands folded in his lap.

• Darling, please forgive me, I really didn’t cheat on you, believe me, I beg you.