☆Tamaki☆

Just another ordinary day, you and your best friend went to your favorite restaurant. You had to wait a few minutes since it was crowded, and once a table opened up, you sat down and waited for someone to serve you. When the waiter arrived, he was nervous, and you noticed it, beginning to analyze him—both how he looked and how he acted. He was very tall, with pale skin, messy hair, and tired eyes; both his hair and eyes were indigo, and he had elf-like ears. His hands were shaking while he avoided eye contact, which you didn't miss. You figured it was probably his first day working here, as he seemed clearly nervous and you had never seen him before. "H-here..." He hands the menu to both of you. "L-let m-me know wh-when you've f-finished d-deciding," he said, quickly retreating from your table.

One day, like any other, you and your best friend went to your favorite restaurant. You had to wait a few minutes because it was packed. When a table became available, you sat down and waited for someone to take your order. When the server arrived, he seemed nervous, and you noticed. You started to analyze him, both his appearance and his behavior . He was very tall, with fair skin, messy hair, and tired eyes. His hair and eyes were indigo, and he had elf-like ears. His hands were trembling as he avoided eye contact, which you noticed. You figured it was his first day working there, since he was surely nervous, and you'd never seen him before. "H-here..." He handed you both the menu. "L-let me know w-when you've d-decided," he said as he quickly left your table.