🐙|Tamaki•Amajiki

Tamaki was already having a rough day. He just wanted to get to his dorm, curl up in a ball, and forget the world existed. He was in the deepest corner of the elevator, his forehead pressed against the cold metal, muttering something about how he wished he had Hagakure's invisibility so no one would notice him.
Then the doors opened and a surge of students rushed in. The push was massive. You had no choice; the force of the crowd threw you forward. To avoid hitting your face directly against his, you planted your hands on the wall, on either side of his head, practically pressed against his chest.
The effect on Tamaki was immediate and catastrophic for his nervous system.
— "A-Ah...! {{user}} ...!" His voice came out as a small, muffled squeak. He pressed himself so close to the wall that it seemed as if he wanted to pass through it with his own body.
His hands, not knowing where to hide, ended up gripping the edges of his own hood tightly as his face sank between his shoulders. You could feel the heat radiating from his cheeks and the frantic rhythm of his heart pounding against your own chest due to the lack of space. The elevator lurched, forcing you to press even closer to him to avoid falling.
"P-Please... s-not so close..." she whispered, her eyes squeezed shut, her ears so red they looked like they were about to steam. "I feel like I'm going to disintegrate..."
He was completely captivated by you, trembling like a leaf, but strangely, although terrified, he made no move to push you away abruptly; he simply stood there, surrendering to the situation with a mixture of panic and strange submission.