[ Something about this tension between them was making Aoba feel anxious. A strange, nervous sort of restlessness, like he wants to get up and start pacing the room or fidgeting, but he can't move. So his heart works a little harder, as if expecting him to start to exert himself and yet he remains rooted in place.
What's he saying? What's he asking me? What is it? ]
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[ Aoba understands that Karamatsu is struggling to make a point. As embarrassing as it is to hear compliments like this, he thinks this is normal. Isn't this the sort of thing that friends like about one another? Trust and faith and vulnerability. Taking a part of yourself and placing it into another's hands for safekeeping, knowing that they could hurt you but you have faith in their love, because that kind of security is irreplaceable. Precious and invaluable in ways you can't ever express without it sounding really weird.
But if this is to be expected, why does Aoba suddenly feel on edge and nervous? ]
Isn't it normal to be like this with someone you care about? A lot, I mean, not just like... with anyone...
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What's he saying? What's he asking me? What is it? ]
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[ Aoba understands that Karamatsu is struggling to make a point. As embarrassing as it is to hear compliments like this, he thinks this is normal. Isn't this the sort of thing that friends like about one another? Trust and faith and vulnerability. Taking a part of yourself and placing it into another's hands for safekeeping, knowing that they could hurt you but you have faith in their love, because that kind of security is irreplaceable. Precious and invaluable in ways you can't ever express without it sounding really weird.
But if this is to be expected, why does Aoba suddenly feel on edge and nervous? ]
Isn't it normal to be like this with someone you care about? A lot, I mean, not just like... with anyone...