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Chapter 11: Uncertainty
He knew she'd felt this way. She had told him. However it hadn't sunk in until that point. He'd always had a nagging worry, self-doubt, about how others saw him. He realized that besides Hinata, there really wasn't anyone who had recognized him as easily as she had done.
His chest felt funny as he thought that, and he realized he had forgotten to remove his hand from hers. Her blush had gotten darker, but she had made no move to remove it. He tightened it.
He simply smiled back, and hoped it conveyed how grateful he was to her.
