That moment when Ishimori caught herself standing there with her middle school album and suddenly realized what she was doing and started to think that there’s no way anyone could actually be interested in it, so just quietly slunk away - that especially spoke to me. I know exactly how that feels.

I think part of what impresses me about this is that it captures the reality of social anxiety in a way that more exaggerated and stylized depictions - like Bocchi the Rock - never can.

So I get caught up in all of her little victories. They are little, in the grand scheme of things, but they’re also huge in a way. Though even she hasn’t fully realized that yet.