[Jeez, who knew hippos could be so loud... Already, Aoba is more embarrassed than strictly depressed, though he is that, too. Cringing, he tries to hide his head between his legs, covering it with his arms. Ostriches know where it's at.]
Don't... look at me.
[Suddenly his short hair is making him feel oddly exposed. Maybe part of him knows that he's being ridiculous, but even so, he can't help feeling the way he does.
The world really ain't right. And Aoba is very, very lonely.]
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Don't... look at me.
[Suddenly his short hair is making him feel oddly exposed. Maybe part of him knows that he's being ridiculous, but even so, he can't help feeling the way he does.
The world really ain't right. And Aoba is very, very lonely.]