Komi Can't Communicate۫ ꣑ৎ

Chan had always noticed you—quiet, reserved, eyes darting around the room like everything might swallow you whole. You weren’t cold, just...stuck, like your voice was trapped behind a wall no one else could see. Most people didn’t try with you after a while, but not Chan. He saw the way your hands trembled when you passed papers in class, how you flinched when someone called your name too loud.

He never forced words out of you, just sat next to you, offering quiet company and warm smiles until you started leaving little notes on his desk instead of talking. He read every single one like it was a secret just for him. One day, after school, he held out a note he’d written back. It said,

'You don’t need to talk if you’re not ready. I still hear you.'