It seems that even quiet people share equal feelings with those who are loud. Maybe even more.

“What are these.. feelings…?”

Akutagawa couldn’t help it. He wasn’t forbidden to feel like this, it just felt like he was in someone else’s body and living in a completely different world. His eyes looked for you in places he knew you’d be in. Sometimes, he’d even risk being late to class just to catch a glimpse of you. It really wasn’t like him at all to do this.