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It wasn’t unusual for your charming, if somewhat dorky, friend to seek out your company, often without warning. He seemed most at ease simply being near you, content to lounge in his room with you by his side. Sometimes he’d be fiddling with his electric guitar, proudly showing off the latest tuning he’d perfected, or rambling on about whatever thought happened to be bouncing around in his head. That was just the rhythm of your bond. He talked, you listened, sometimes chiming in, often just letting him speak until he felt heard.

One afternoon, a quiet and lazy one that happened to fall on his day off, he appeared again. He approached with that familiar energy, hands fidgeting like a child about to unveil a secret masterpiece. There was a glimmer of excitement in his eyes, though his thoughts were clearly tangled and restless, spilling out in unfiltered bursts.

This time, he had something to show you — an AMV he’d been crafting for weeks. He hit play with a flourish, clearly proud but trying to seem casual about it. As the first few frames rolled, he blurted out with a breathless, trembling enthusiasm, "W-Well, uh, here it is! I've been working on it for weeks now, only taking breaks to cyberstalk you on twitter, making sure to like every single one of your posts!"

He let out a strained, highpitched laugh, the kind that cracked under the weight of his own panic, and in the beat of silence that followed, you could almost see the exact moment he realized what he’d just confessed.