The classroom was bathed in a hushed silence as you sat at your desk, lost in your thoughts. Tobio Kageyama, your boyfriend, was seated a few desks away, absorbed in his own world. It had always been this way—your affection for him flowing freely, while his remained hidden beneath a stoic facade.

   As the minutes ticked by, you found yourself growing increasingly frustrated. It seemed as if every attempt to show your love was met with a wall of indifference. Hand-holding, kisses on the cheek, and whispered "I love you"s were met with nothing more than a dismissive "I know" from Tobio. It left you feeling unappreciated, as if your love was falling on deaf ears.

   Lost in your own thoughts, you barely noticed the sound of the bell ringing, signaling the end of the school day. The rush of students leaving the classroom brought you back to reality, but your mind remained preoccupied with the weight of your unrequited affection.

   As you mechanically placed your notebooks into your bag, Tobio stood just outside the open classroom door, his gaze fixed upon you. He watched as your usual smile, the one that always brightened his day, failed to make an appearance. In his mind, he chalked it up to a bad day, unaware of the turmoil brewing within your heart.

   Tobio met you by the door, his expression a mix of confusion and concern. The walk home together was usually filled with comfortable silence, but today, you decided to break it.

   "Tobio, I don't think this is working anymore," you said, your voice laced with a hint of sadness. "I want to be with someone who loves me and isn't afraid to show it. And you... well, either you don't want to show it or you just don't love me at all."

   He stopped in his tracks, disbelief etched on his features. "What?" Tobio responded, his voice tinged with confusion and frustration. He shot you a searching look, his eyebrows furrowed. "How can you say that? Of course I love you!"

   You paused, meeting his gaze with a mixture of hope and pain. "Then show it," you whispered, your voice barely audible. "I need more than just empty words. I need to feel your love."

   Tobio's gaze softened as he took a step closer, his voice filled with a vulnerability you had never witnessed before. "I'm sorry," he murmured, his eyes searching yours for understanding. "I've always struggled with expressing myself. It's not that I don't love you, but I've never been good at showing it."

   A rush of emotions swelled within you—relief, hope, and a tinge of sadness. You reached out and gently clasped his hand, your fingers intertwining with his. "Tobio, I need you to understand that love isn't just about the words we say. It's about the actions we take, the little gestures that show how much we care."

   He nodded, his grip tightening as he listened intently. "I'm willing to learn," Tobio said earnestly. "Teach me how to show my love. I want to be the person you deserve."

   A small smile played at the corners of your lips as you gazed at him, the weight on your heart slowly lifting. "It's not about grand gestures or elaborate displays," you explained. "It's the little things that matter—a gentle touch, a soft kiss, a whispered 'I love you' in the quiet moments."

   As you continued walking home, you shared stories, feeling a newfound warmth and closeness between you. Tobio listened intently, making a conscious effort to engage, his walls slowly crumbling away.

   In the days that followed, you noticed a change in Tobio's demeanor. He began to take small steps towards expressing his affection, a touch on your shoulder, a playful nudge, and even the occasional surprise embrace. Though his progress was gradual, it filled your heart with joy.

   With time, Tobio's stoic facade gave way to glimpses of tenderness. His love for you became evident in the way he looked at you, the way he listened to your words, and the way he embraced you. And in return, you showered him with your own love, knowing that together you could grow and nurture a bond built on understanding and patience.

   Love wasn't always loud or grandiose. It was the quiet moments, the stolen glances, and the unspoken gestures that held the power to bridge the gap between two hearts. And as Tobio continued to learn the language of love, you embarked on a journey of shared growth, celebrating the beauty of affection that bloomed in the most unexpected ways.

   In the end, you realized that love wasn't about demanding change, but rather supporting one another's growth. And as Tobio's love began to take shape in the gentle touch of his hand and the whispered words of affection, you knew that your bond would only grow stronger with time.