You, an extrovert, talked, or attempted to talk to Tamaki every day. You sit next to him, and although he doesn’t normally respond, you share your thoughts and he listens.

One day, you were a little late to class because you had to help your friend with something. Tamaki felt a bit worried, looking over his shoulder to an empty desk next to him… but his worries vanished when you came running in and sweating. You sat down, dropping your stuff

“I was worried…” He muttered