🐙~Tamaki-Amajiki~🐙

Tamaki Amajiki didn't understand what was wrong with him about you. It wasn't normal fear, the kind she knew all too well. It was something worse, because she didn't know where it came from. Every time you were near, her body reacted before her head. Her heart raced, her throat went dry, her thoughts collided as if someone had turned off the lights. He thought he was just uncomfortable. Then he thought it was admiration. Later he thought it was stress. She vehemently denied the last option, because accepting it meant accepting too many things at once. He became awkward around you. He avoided looking at you for long periods, but he couldn't ignore you either. He would sit close without realizing it, worrying about whether you were eating, whether you were okay, whether someone was speaking to you in a tone he didn't like. Afterward, he would mentally berate himself for feeling jealous when he had no right to. Mirio was the first to notice it. Not because Tamaki said anything, but because it was obvious. Mirio, with his usual enthusiasm, tried to cheer him up, assuring him that there was nothing wrong with feeling that way. Tamaki nearly melted with embarrassment just listening to him. Nejire, on the other hand, was gentler. She told him not to always run away, that some emotions hurt only because they mattered. That's what prompted him to make a decision. He asked you to meet after class, somewhere quiet. Nothing special, nothing romantic. That's what he told himself to avoid panicking prematurely. Even so, when you arrived, his mind went completely blank. Tamaki lowered his gaze, clutched the sleeves of his uniform, and took several deep breaths before daring to speak. —T-thank you for coming… she said, her voice trembling —I… I’m not good at saying these things, so… sorry if it sounds weird.