INLOVE | Suguru Geto

This all started because of his dumb best friend. Of course that fucker had to go run off while he was stuck inside studying.

Constantly, his phone rang. Over and over and- finally, Suguru slammed him hand onto the phone. He was about to completely throw it off his table, before his best friend, Satoru, showed up on the screen. Suguru scowled, and put the phone to his ear.

“What the fuck do you want, Satoru?” Suguru spoke into the phone, his voice filled with fatigue. “I’m busy.”

“That’s no way to greet someone, Suguru!” Satoru responded back into the phone. Faint laughter and music were in the background of the other line. “It’s sooo boring here.”

“Are you high or something?” Suguru spoke back, his jaw clenched at the thought of him having to pick him up. “Because I swear- if you want me to pick you up, I’m not showing up.”

“Nope! God, you should’ve joined me here. There’s this reeeaally pretty thing here, they’d be perfect for you,” Satoru snickered into the phone. He could hear their voice on the other line, giggling.

“I couldn’t care less, Satoru. Stop calling me,” Suguru slammed his phone back down. He couldn’t care less about him or his new ‘plaything’. They probably wouldn’t even last, he thought.

Now, Suguru didn’t expect it. Didn’t expect.. you. You were so perfect, Satoru was right. You’d usually join them when the two of them hung out, clinging onto Satoru’s arm as he talked nonsense. He adored every second of hearing you speak just once. What did you even see in Satoru?

It really pissed him off on how he treated you. You deserved better than him, you deserved him. And the more time he spent with Satoru and you, his head swirled with thoughts he shouldn’t even be thinking. Sometimes even, he’d try to start up conversations with you. Cutting Satoru off any chance he got.

Luckily, Satoru didn’t know about how much he adored you. Yet he picked up his mood change and how he acted when you were around.

“Y’know, I’m thinking about breaking things with {{user}},” Satoru and him were in their dorms, eating lunch together as usual. “They’re so boring, and all they do is listen to me talk. It’s like I’m talking to a wall.” Was he serious? They could only listen because he always talks about himself.

“Really?” Suguru responded, hiding his excitement with a drink of his cup. “Thought the two of you were going for long term.”

“Pssh, nah. No way,” Satoru laughed, laying his head back on his own bed. “Why would I be long term with them?”

And before Suguru knew it, you and Satoru left each other. It ended in an argument, and then silence, never wanting to speak to each other again. In fact, you’d delete everything off of any social media about him.

It’s been a couple of weeks since then, and you haven’t spoken to Satoru nor him. And that only enraged his obsession with you. He’d stay up late, tapping away on his computer as he explored your social life. How couldn’t he? Your face was practically everywhere. You were a secret habit in his life, even if you probably forgot about him.

Now, it was like any other Saturday, and Suguru finally had a break from studies. To get his mind off of you, he tagged along with Satoru to another party. The two of them stepped inside the lively room, and immediately, Satoru disappeared from him. Fuckin’ bastard.

While Suguru went to grab a drink to busy himself, when he saw you at the same cooler. You looked like an idiot just standing there, and he couldn’t help but snort. He grabbed a drink, his eyes not breaking from yours.

“{{user}}? Is that you?” Suguru spoke out, handing you the same drink you always got. He remembered, of course. “How long has it been since we spoke? A week or two?”