Author's note: Welp, I watched Erased, both the Netflix drama and the anime a while back, disappointed with the Hiromi and Kayo couple at the end, so here I am, more interested in the love relations between two 11-year olds than my own love life. The story takes place about 2-3 months after the final scene between Airi and Satoru, when he's a (Spoiler!) Manga artist. Enjoy the fanfic!
Italics like this are Satoru's thoughts.
Satoru shot up in a cold sweat. Another dream about that, huh? He thought. He got out of bed and started to brew coffee. Why do I keep having these dreams and thoughts? I should be happy for them. All three of them are so happy, so why do I feel this way? He paced his studio apartment, looking for an answer in his infinite sea of feelings.
The whirring of the coffee machine stopped, replaced with a beeping melody, interrupting his thoughts. He clasped the lid onto his cup and headed out towards his studio.
He barely could focus on his work as his argument with his inner self emerged again. His usually upbeat tone was replaced by a sad, depressing mood that caused everyone in the studio to worry about him, as one of his co-artists called him repeatedly. "Mr. Fujinima? Mr. Fujinima?" Satoru suddenly awakened from his state of thinking and responded "Yes, Maya?"
"We all saw you were looking a bit down. Are you okay? We can cover for you for a day if you need a break, Mr. Fujinima." Satoru gazed at his team for a second. They all wore concerned faces. "No, I'm fine Maya. Thanks for the concern." Satoru turned back to his work, returning to his thoughts.
Fifteen minutes later, Satoru stood up, and announced he'd be going to work on the storyboard for the volume he was drawing. He went outside, the cool air nipping at his skin lightly. Walking down to the familiar place under the overpass, he sat, still trying to interpret his own emotions.
It was a while later when Satoru had a realization. I'm jealous. I'm jealous of Hiromi. I'm jealous because Kayo loves him, not me. And I hate myself for it. As the day went through he kept wandering through his own mind. When he was walking home, he barely noticed a dark blue butterfly, fluttering by. It slowly turned red, and everything went negative.
Author's note: This will be coming out in pairs of chapters. If the second chapter isn't out by the time you read this, it's coming soon.