[ Yu's expression sours into something more severe at that. Didn't Minato just say he didn't know how he felt until now? That implies he figured out how he felt. And now he's saying he doesn't know?

Frustration wells up in Yu's throat like bile. ]

I couldn't even tell if you liked me. [ The words are rough with emotion and he stops abruptly, raking a hand through his hair. ] I thought... I didn't really know what to think. I thought I was making you uncomfortable, or maybe you didn't feel that way about me after all. Was this why?

[ Why you held back. Why you never responded. Why I had to ask if touching you was okay. ]