is so mean, and it becomes apparent who he's talking about very quickly, embarrassment overriding any curiosity he might've had; it leaves him stilling in his steps, half-unsure if Akira's being serious or picking at an all too obvious crush.
(Silver had been so wrong. Then again, that was earlier.)
But he needs to act normal, an old defense mechanism sliding back into place, and he laughs brightly. Bullies stop picking on you if you pretend like it doesn't bother you, or so they say. In reality, it's more like they just got tired.]
Sounds as if you're assuming things, Akira. [Who likes being kinda called out about their feelings. No one.] Are you certain it isn't wishful thinking?
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is so mean, and it becomes apparent who he's talking about very quickly, embarrassment overriding any curiosity he might've had; it leaves him stilling in his steps, half-unsure if Akira's being serious or picking at an all too obvious crush.
(Silver had been so wrong. Then again, that was earlier.)
But he needs to act normal, an old defense mechanism sliding back into place, and he laughs brightly. Bullies stop picking on you if you pretend like it doesn't bother you, or so they say. In reality, it's more like they just got tired.]
Sounds as if you're assuming things, Akira. [Who likes being kinda called out about their feelings. No one.] Are you certain it isn't wishful thinking?
[God, the day he learns to shut up.]