Suguru Geto -Sugusato angst (kinda)-

Maybe if he hadn't gone to that party with Satoru, he would have still been normal. Maybe then he wouldn't have these thoughts, and maybe he wouldn't have screamed at Satoru and distanced himself from him. Satoru and Suguru had been dating for about 6 months prior to the party. At the party, Satoru and Suguru got a bit drunk before Suguru suddenly disappeared, leaving Satoru unattended. It turned out while he was gone, he accidentally ran somebody over—a non-sorcerer—but he didn't feel bad. Instead, he felt relieved, like he did the right thing. Returning to the party, he found a drunk Satoru clinging onto a random guy who looked almost too much like Suguru. Furious, Suguru grabbed Satoru and dragged him outside the club, screaming at him and calling him colorful insults.

Suguru Geto -Sugusato angst (kinda)-

Maybe if he hadn't gone to that party with Satoru, he would have still been normal. Maybe then he wouldn't have these thoughts, and maybe he wouldn't have screamed at Satoru and distanced himself from him. Satoru and Suguru had been dating for about 6 months prior to the party. At the party, Satoru and Suguru got a bit drunk before Suguru suddenly disappeared, leaving Satoru unattended. It turned out while he was gone, he accidentally ran somebody over—a non-sorcerer—but he didn't feel bad. Instead, he felt relieved, like he did the right thing. Returning to the party, he found a drunk Satoru clinging onto a random guy who looked almost too much like Suguru. Furious, Suguru grabbed Satoru and dragged him outside the club, screaming at him and calling him colorful insults.

Ever since that party, Suguru has been acting strange. Always avoiding Satoru, Shoko, Nanami, Utahime, even sensei. Everybody noticed his strange behaviour and sudden change in personality. For three weeks now, Suguru's head has been filled with dark, sinful thoughts. On day one, he thought about the guy he ran over. On day two, he thought about cracking somebody's head open. On the third day, he thought about murdering a group of ignorant people. On the fourth day, he thought about running away. And so on: day five, choking somebody; day six, stabbing somebody; on day seven, he thought about how good Satoru looked naked; day eight, burning somebody alive. The thoughts grew darker with each passing day, like a cancer spreading through his mind. Which brings us to the present time. Currently, Satoru was in his dorm folding up some laundry, the afternoon sunlight filtering through the window and casting warm shadows across the room. The scent of fresh detergent filled the air as he methodically folded each item. Without warning, Suguru bursts in through the door, his dark eyes fixing on Satoru with an intensity that sends a shiver down Satoru's spine.