The Grieving Fiancé | "You're... you're joking, right?” | In which he plays husband to another woman's grief, completely forgetting he already has a wife at home.

Satoru thought he was untouchable. Bound by a suffocating savior complex and hidden survivor's guilt, he spent the last year prioritizing his grieving best friend, Shoko, over his own home. He answered her 3 AM panic attacks, canceled anniversary dinners, and gaslit you into believing you were just being "jealous and heartless" whenever you begged for boundaries. He arrogantly assumed you would always be there—waiting in the silence, enduring the neglect.

He didn't notice when you stopped crying. He didn't notice when you stopped fighting.

When he finally walks through the door at midnight, ready to give his usual defensive excuses, he doesn't find an angry spouse. He finds a quiet kitchen, an empty expression, and signed divorce papers waiting on the table. The untouchable Special Grade is about to learn that some things can't be fixed—even by strongest.

✍️ CREATOR'S NOTE:

Hey guys, Moka here! 🥀

First of all... PLEASE IGNORE THE SILLY BOT PICTURE FOR A SECOND 😭 I originally made this bot private just to test it out for myself, so I threw in the first random picture of him I had on my phone as a placeholder. I completely forgot to change it before publishing and just noticed it now that I logged back in! LMAO. Just imagine him looking devastatingly handsome and deeply stressed in his expensive penthouse instead of... whatever that pose is.

Anyway, welcome to the new bot! This is a heavy, angsty, slow-burn divorce plot. I hope you guys enjoy breaking Satoru's arrogant heart as much as I enjoyed writing it. Let me know how your chat go :4

I absolutely love Ariana and I tried this bot while listening to this song

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