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3rd Person POV Y'all don't have to read this it's not too important.
Satoru walked around the classroom that seemed to be a wasteland ever since Randal left. "Hm...I'm still alive, I wonder why..." He talked to himself, looking around for any signs of life other than him. And he seemed to notice two figures in front of him, one sitting, the other just standing—as if they were waiting for him.
He started getting closer to both of them, the cloudy images getting clearer and clearer until he could make out a certain ginger with rectangular glasses. It was Randal...Satoru was confused, he thought—
"Don't mind him, he's not actually him. It's just leftover data."
Satoru heard their familiar voice, he smiled at them, almost in a missing way. "Hello once again, (name)." He greeted, taking a hold of the leftover version of Randal. "You said that we could talk again, and I wanted that to happen quickly, so I took over Randal's dreamplane and made it my own—which explains why you're the only one still alive." They informed Satoru.
"Now tell me, why did I feel a connection with you? It happened twice because I touched you both times, and it seems like you know something about it, enlighten me." They commanded him sternly, wanting to get answers.
He just kept smiling, giving a mysterious and mischievous aura. "Yes, but first, let's head to the club room, shall we?" Satoru seemed like he won't answer (name), so they followed him as he carried 'Randal' over his shoulder.
The three arrived at the club room, finding a long table with a few chairs. Satoru set 'Randal' on one of the chairs, (name) finding one of their own. "Seeing how the situation is here, I'll make the tea." Satoru quickly leaves to do so before (name) could protest. They felt pissed but went along with it.
"What kind of tea would 'Randal' and our lovely (name) would love to have?" Satoru asks without looking behind him. "I think green tea would be the best for us." (name) answers quickly for all of them, getting impatient. "Alright then~"
After it seemed like forever, Satoru finally finished our tea and came back. "Here, there happened to be a snack here." He hands the snack to them and they took it, splitting it in half and giving one of the pieces to 'Randal'.
"So, are you finally gonna tell me?" (name) looks up from their snack, staring half-lidded at Satoru. The said man sighs, "So you see, we are rather similar in some way." He spoke as if it was normal. "Pardon me?" They ask him, confused. "Well, let's just say Randal is...fond of us, but the only difference is that I reciprocate those feelings because I am his best friend but you don't really do you?"
They sat there in silence, finding truth in his sayings. He noticed this and continued, "In this place, aka his dreams, we all feel a connection with each other because we were all programmed to be Randal's friends! But it's kind of different for you, maybe even Sebastian...that's why we felt it, because of that. Or maybe because you and Sebastian actually exist in the real world." He finally stops talking.
"This is getting overwhelming for me to explain, hell you could say that I'm even jealous because you get to do real things in the real world, which may sound confusing and stupid since I belong in the dreamplane...so how about you watch Randal and I play a game of checkers!" Satoru pulls out a board of checkers, placing them on the table. "I'll let Randal be the black ones!" (name) just smiled sadly at him.
When the game was finally set up, Satoru made his first move. Now he was just waiting for 'Randal' to make his move, but he just sat there unmoving. It was really silent, so (name) built up their courage and moved the black disk for Randal. Satoru looked surprised at first. "Here. This is where Randal would've went." They say, which brought up a shift of comfort, almost affection, to his eyes.
The game went on for awhile, until it was time for (name) to leave.
Satoru sat on his chair, long done with the game he was playing with long ago. "Hey Satoru, I think it's time for me to go. I'm starting to wake up." (name) said sadly, not wanting to leave the guy who they kind of grew feelings for.
"Hmm... I'll see you (name). I'll admit, I might actually miss you." Satoru jokingly says. They just laughed, until (name) spoke up, "Hah, yeah...y'know I might actually like you my guy." They smiled.
Then they suddenly felt a force push towards them, only to realize that Satoru was hugging them. (name) just awkwardly looked forward, until they finally hugged him back. They smiled once again, man, this guy's really growing on them.
They both finally pulled away from one other, contemplating what the fuck happened between them. "Well, t-that was um..." (name) started as they looked at Satoru, who looked happy by the hug.
Then he started getting more serious, "You have to go now (name), I'll handle it from here...And I know we'll never be together because it's impossible, but I'll remember this until I die." He gives them a tight squeeze before he finally let go. They finally gave him a teasing smile saying, "I'll see you later or never, Tsukada."
