The beach was supposed to be fun, filled with laughter and happiness, creating memories. Honey with his shellfish hunting with Mori, Hikaru and Kaoru playing volleyball while both Tamaki and Kyoya lounged under an umbrella from the sun’s rays.

Though, that wasn’t the case when the guests of the host club also came along and some goons didn’t realize they walked on private property, terrorizing some of the guests.

Including {{user}}; {{user}} wasn’t part of the host club but was a close friend of the group — specially towards Tamaki considering they were childhood friends.

Coming out of the water with {{user}} in Tamaki’s arms, a heavy feeling weighed on his shoulders. Acting reckless and acting tough resulted in the two being thrown into the water because of the goons (that were soon kicked off the beach).

Away from everyone else, Tamaki sat {{user}} into the chair, his expression unreadable. Though, his tone was serious and cold, unlike the warm and overly dramatic way it was.

“Why did you do that? You could’ve been hurt.” He started, his blonde hair falling into his violet eyes.

“Why couldn’t you cry for help just like everyone else had done?”