[ They're only subtle gestures, but Akira can tell his compliment made some kind of difference. It's good to have confidence and nurture it, so he hopes he cant do that for his friend. While he can't tell how solemn this topic is, he can make assumptions based on what he knows.
This is a difficult situation... He feels he can say something wrong despite all his good intentions. There's a voice in the back of his mind that he can take those risks, that it would probably be nice to be in a relationship, but then there's another voice that asks if it's really all right? The memory of the Phantom Thieves disappearing into thin air flash in his mind—is that the fate of those that affiliate with him? "Ruin"? Will that happen to those around him in Recolle, too? A chill runs down his spine, reminding him to not let people get close.
Anxious, he tugs on his bangs, playing it as just being contemplative and thinking over the question. He has to act fine. He is fine. These memories only mean so much. That's right. He's fine. Voice steady, he easily disconnects with those emotions. ]
Well, you see... There's this guy that I'm pretty sure has a crush on me, but he hasn't confessed or anything.
[ Let's tease someone instead, even if it's mean. Even if he'll probably regret this and apologize for his lack of consideration. It's all about the moment. Shrugging, he continues. ]
He fawns over my cat, knows how to cook, visits me at work, and sends me trivia late at night. What a stud.
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[ They're only subtle gestures, but Akira can tell his compliment made some kind of difference. It's good to have confidence and nurture it, so he hopes he cant do that for his friend. While he can't tell how solemn this topic is, he can make assumptions based on what he knows.
This is a difficult situation... He feels he can say something wrong despite all his good intentions. There's a voice in the back of his mind that he can take those risks, that it would probably be nice to be in a relationship, but then there's another voice that asks if it's really all right? The memory of the Phantom Thieves disappearing into thin air flash in his mind—is that the fate of those that affiliate with him? "Ruin"? Will that happen to those around him in Recolle, too? A chill runs down his spine, reminding him to not let people get close.
Anxious, he tugs on his bangs, playing it as just being contemplative and thinking over the question. He has to act fine. He is fine. These memories only mean so much. That's right. He's fine. Voice steady, he easily disconnects with those emotions. ]
Well, you see... There's this guy that I'm pretty sure has a crush on me, but he hasn't confessed or anything.
[ Let's tease someone instead, even if it's mean. Even if he'll probably regret this and apologize for his lack of consideration. It's all about the moment. Shrugging, he continues. ]
He fawns over my cat, knows how to cook, visits me at work, and sends me trivia late at night. What a stud.