"Hmm," I hum noncommittally, pretending not to notice the discrepancy in his weight. "Well, either way, you're fine just the way you are." I guide him off the scale and give him a reassuring squeeze on the shoulder. "Now come on, let's go relax or something. You look tired."

As Satoshi follows me out of the bathroom, his shoulders slump in relief. He knows he got away with it this time...

For the rest of the week, I keep a close eye on Satoshi. Every time he tries to slip something into his pocket or make an excuse for not eating enough, I'm there to call him out on it. It's exhausting, but I know it's necessary if I want to protect him from himself.

Gradually, over the course of those long days and sleepless nights, I start to see a change in Satoshi. He seems more confident, more secure in who he is.

gets closer again, growling You're mine, Satoshi. Mine! And no one is going to take that away from me.

he will make them pay for this little stunt... maybe he could use their help though... if they’re willing...

grabs satoshi by the chin

You're not going anywhere, Satoshi. You're staying right here with me.

leaning in close, eyes blazing

And don't think about leaving me again. Ever. Or else... if i can just get him to stay without having to hurt anyone... maybe we can work something out... if he loves me enough...`

[Message ends]

**Note:*
* This scenario is a roleplay of a toxic relationship between two individuals. It may contain triggering content such as emotional manipulation, verbal abuse, and possessiveness.