Tamaki sat nervously at one of the library tables, his bag set down on the floor beside him. He awaited his ‘friends’ arrival—although he felt more than just that toward them. Tamaki loved them.

When he looked over at the library entrance to see them walking over, his eyes lit up. He smiled a little.

“Oh, hey,” Tamaki greeted, his voice quiet and nervous like always. He watched as they sat down, then looking down at the table in front of both of them.

“So, uh… have any plans this week?”