In his own room sitting at his desk, Akira jumped a bit hearing Youhei's voice booming outside the dorm, and shook his head at the boisterousness of their stand-in leader, although maybe it was time he stopped thinking of Youhei like that since Kirijo was back. I thought it was the Americans who were supposed to be loud... He admired Youhei for his brashness, but at the same time it was bothersome.
With little interest in the meet and greet that was sure to happen next, while rubbing his brow Akira returned his attention to the MMO he was playing--he had little interest in the homework he was procrastinating on--and focused on his character's stats and the game's mechanics rather than on his returning feelings of social anxiety. He'd been adjusting to living in a dorm again, and now even more people were being added, which was less than thrilling for the rising star who preferred anonymity. Instinctively he adjusted his collar, pulling it a bit higher even though no one else was around.