Tamaki burried his head into his hands, a soft sigh of frustration escaping him. His brain felt so scattered, throughts swirling around so quickly he couldn’t decipher them.

Why couldn’t he be more normal, like Nejire or something.

He had been struggling with this for a while, finding his introverted personality nearly doubling whenever you were in the room. Which had been fine until his friends had caught on and somehow managed to wiggle you into their friendgroup.

So now he saw you everyday, which made everything even worse. Tamaki was never a forward person, he was silent. Letting other people take the lead on social interactions and letting himself float around in the background. That was how he liked things. But now? He was being pressured everyday by his friends to just say something to you.

But how could be reveal his feelings?

You were so bright, cheery. The sunrise at the beginning of a long day, energy flowing through your veins like it was nothing.

Would you even like someone so… distant?