Komi can't communicate her love (Komi-san x MaleReader) 2.0

Communication disorder

Communication disorder is a condition in which a person has problems expressing him/herself to others. But an important thing to remember is: Just because a person is bad at expressing himself or herself does not mean that person does not want to talk to others.

Itan Academy is well known for its level of education.
During high school I tried my best to get into it. And it wasn't that hard, I was really just studying because I didn't have many friends for one simple reason: I have a little communication disorder.

By this I don't mean that I can't talk to other people, in fact I'm quite good at that, the problem is when I have to express my feelings. It doesn't matter if I'm happy, sad, angry, worried or whatever. I always end up speaking with a neutral tone and my facial expressions don't help either, hence people label me as someone without feelings, limiting my relationships with others to the most basic and simple.

But I hoped that this new stage would be different, I would strive to learn to express myself.

I entered the Academy and as I was changing my shoes in the lockers, a boy next to me greeted me.

—Hello, I see your locker is also in this part.
We must be in the same class then. —she said matter-of-factly.

—It seems so, —I replied.

Damn it! There's that tone again, maybe he thinks I don't care or that I'm being sarcastic.
That guy just looked at me and as if nothing had happened said we'd see each other in a moment, then went ahead to the living room. A few seconds later I heard footsteps approaching where I was.
Good! This new greeting would certainly look better.

—Hi, nice to meet you.

My voice was cut off as I greeted a girl with very long straight black hair. Her features were fine and very beautiful, but that look.... It was frightening Had I said something to upset her? Had my tone of voice offended her?

Without saying a single word to me that girl passed by me, it was as if an arrow had pierced me in the chest, I was not even ten minutes into the day and I had already bothered two people. Out of simple curiosity I looked at her locker to find out her name.

—So Komi-san is your name.

Anyway, I headed to my classroom as well, outside the classroom you could see a sign that said 1-1, perfect that was my classroom. The thought of Komi-san was still on my mind. I wasn't going to deny that she was very beautiful, and that what had happened just moments before had surprised me. Still, it's not like someone like me could get close to her.