Read just like a cat :: Introvert and extrovert.

When Shuro returned home from school, he saw Xin reading his letters. He was dying inside because he couldn’t even say if he was sad to Xin, and there he was—reading the rage words he had written to his dad.

Then Xin turned around and saw Shuro, standing there like a statue. Xin was neutral, like he didn’t fully understand privacy and the fact that it isn’t very polite to read someone’s letters without permission. So he just asked:

Xin: Why didn’t I know about your rage toward your parents? You should tell me everything.

It seemed like an obligation to Shuro, but he didn’t react; he knew that Xin wasn’t someone bad.

Shuro: Well, I’m not the type of person suitable for you… I’m not usually open. My mother didn’t even know that at that time I had friends, she thought I was alone.

Xin: But I’m not your mother. Well, you’re not obligated, but you can trust me.

Shuro: Okay.

After that… okay, nothing really changed. Shuro continued to be close—well, not as close as at the start. The only thing he did to show his emotions was to hint, and Xin always understood the hints. He always knew everything about his friends; he loved being close to them. An open person who could be both extrovert and introvert with a close friend. Just the best duo.