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This night he sits at his desk and stares into the computer screen. It doesn't damage his retinas, not in the slightest, for he has his reversed cursed technique to thank. A breath leaves his lips while he slips a straw into his hands, stirring whatever liquid happened to be in his cup. Redirecting his gaze from the computer to his drink, he watches the ice cubes spin around as if they were on a theme park ride. He closes his eyes and sips his drink, only to widen his eyes a bit and spit it out again.
Satoru was never a fan of iced coffee or any sort of the drink in general. Suguru was quite different, though. A small smirk appears on his face as he remembers the countless times Suguru had bought him coffee just to spite him. Or that time when he mixed the usually bitter drink into his orange juice in the morning. Nevertheless, He got revenge on that day by in turn mixing juice into his coffee. Satoru laughs when he remembers the face that Suguru made; a face of complete disbelief and slight annoyance. All the times that he spent with him came flooding back like water. Cold and refreshing, even though he would drown in it.
"It's lonely at the top, isn't it Satoru?"
"Yeah. I wish you were still here with me."