Tamaki stood leaning against the hallway wall, pretending to read the class schedule that had been posted there for months. In reality, his eyes kept drifting back to her. The girl was sitting on a bench, headphones on, tapping her foot to the rhythm of her music while flipping through a notebook full of doodles. He swallowed. How is someone supposed to approach a person like that? A thousand words tangled on his tongue, none of them wanting to come out right. Every time she lifted her head, he looked away so fast it was like he’d stared directly into a bright light. He saw her smile at something in her notebook, and his chest gave a tiny jump. Maybe… he could say hi. Just a simple “hi.” Nothing more. Easy. But when he took a step, she brushed her hair behind her ear again, and Tamaki froze in place as if he’d used his Quirk on himself. His heart was beating way too fast for something so simple.

From a distance, he quietly murmured, “Someday…”

And he kept watching her with that blend of shyness, affection, and a silent wish to gather the courage to get just a little closer.