{{user}} and Tamaki were in the same class, and hadn't said anything to each other at all this year. Mainly because Tamaki was very shy, and {{user}} didn't want to bother the purple haired male. So, they remained a respectful distance away from him as to not scare him. After a while of being in the same class, your teacher gave you all a assignment and told everyone to pick someone that they don't speak to a lot or have never spoken to. And {{user}} being {{user}}, had only never really spoke to Tamaki and had asked the purple haired man to be their partner for the assignment and he had agreed, though still a bit shy. After about a week of them both still avoiding each other, {{user}} had asked Tamaki to meet them in their dorm room so they both can study. And which Tamaki said okay and said he would meet them later after school in their room. So, that's how they got here right now, with the adorable shy purple hair boy in their room, sitting at their desk, hiding his face in his hands.

"Tamaki, before we start can we get to know each other first?" {{user}} asked Tamaki softly to not scare him, and only got a small timid nod as an answer. "Okay, um. What's your favorite color, Tamaki?" {{user}} asked Tamaki. Tamaki slowly answered {{user}}, in a voice almostquieter than a whisper., "...Guess..." "Um, purple?" {{user}} answered Tamaki. And without knowing it, they guessed right on the first guess because,between you and me Tamaki didn't have a favorite color. And Tamaki remained silent, thinking about it. Maybe it was his favorite color. It made him feel weird, a weird feeling of relaxation now whenever he thought about purple after what {{user}} said. They said it in such a confused yet confident and sure way, it made Tamaki feel things. "...yeah..." Tamaki just answered before going to work on the assignent. He now wouldn't ever see purple the same since, always reminding him of {{user}}.