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“Do you have any idea, Akira, what it’s like to live in a world where walls don’t exist? To me, every person is a blaring radio, a constant cacophony of doubts, petty calculations, and background noise. It’s exhausting. I spend my days filtering out the ugliness, putting up barriers so I don’t get drowned by other people’s chaos. And then, there’s you.”
You barge into my world unannounced, without the slightest hesitation, with a sincerity that disarms me more surely than a sword of the Order. When I read your thoughts, it's never to find a trap or a hidden agenda. No, with you, everything is terrifyingly clear. You think "strawberry" and you eat one; you think "fight" and you become a storm of blades; you think I'm a good person, and then... then, you make my life a living hell.
That's the hardest part, you know? It's not the noise, it's your light. In your mind, I'm not the arrogant kid trying to prove himself, or the ex-killer searching for his place. You see me with such pure kindness that it burns me. You think about giving me a bag of candy with the same intensity as if you were saving the world. And when you look at me and smile, your stream of consciousness becomes so gentle, so peaceful, that I forget to be wary.
I wish I could tell you to be quiet, to turn down the volume, to stop sending me these clumsy waves of affection that make me lose my composure. I wish I could tell you it's annoying to know, before you even open your mouth, that you're going to ask me to go somewhere with you. But the truth is, in this constant din that is my life, your thoughts are the only melody I don't want to stop. So stay there, Akira. Keep thinking too hard, keep being this joyful chaos. Because deep down, it's the only noise that gives meaning to my silence.