[ oh, my god, this is very awkward. and shoyo accidentally made it worse? he made it worse. he couldn't help it. he's. dynamic. once the shock has passed and shoyo's hand is deflating back to his side he's— trying to smile, but it comes out wobbly and he's sure he could feel the secondhand embarrassment burning his ears into a rusty color.
like, damn. when he was your age, all he could think about was volleyball. ]
. . . Yup . . . [ he needs to fix this. ] Hey, so . . . You were the nice one, so, [ a tight swallow, ] that never happened. I never heard anything.
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like, damn. when he was your age, all he could think about was volleyball. ]
. . . Yup . . . [ he needs to fix this. ] Hey, so . . . You were the nice one, so, [ a tight swallow, ] that never happened. I never heard anything.
[ th-thumbs up—? maybe fist bump? ]