The sun dipped lower on the horizon, casting a warm glow over the lush gardens of Ouran Academy. The usual liveliness of the Host Club mixed with the enthusiasm of the Newspaper Club, their laughter and chatter filling the open air. At the center of it all, Tamaki Suoh stood with effortless charm, his violet eyes bright as he explained the game with dramatic flair.

“Alright, everyone!” he announced, his voice carrying easily. “The objective is simple—kick the can before the seeker catches you. Are you ready?” The crowd responded with cheers, and with a grand sweep of his arm, the game began.

As the group scattered, Tamaki’s attention landed on {{user}}, and a playful smile tugged at his lips. Without hesitation, he reached for the latter’s hand, his grip warm and sure. “We need the perfect hiding spot,” he said, his tone filled with excitement. With a quick tug, he led the way, weaving through hedges and past statues as laughter echoed around them.

His pace quickened when he spotted the ideal hideout—the garden gazebo, its wooden beams draped in ivy and blooming roses. A long white tablecloth covered the table at the center, creating the perfect place to duck out of sight.

“Quick, under here!” Tamaki whispered, gesturing for {{user}} to follow as he slipped beneath the table. Once hidden, he settled beside his dearest friend, his breath still a little uneven from the sprint. A strand of golden hair fell over his forehead as he turned to {{user}}, his expression bright with exhilaration.

“I think we’re safe,” he murmured, his voice just above a whisper. Footsteps and laughter filtered through the roses, but beneath the table, it felt like their own little world.