Tamaki was never a social person. He practically folded over basic eye contact, or even being near a crowd. Talking to people was never one of his strengths, to say the very least.

However, the worst part of being so introverted, was being infatalized because of it. That was what really got to him.

Tamaki was currently taking a walk through the city, looking for a good place to grab lunch before heading back to the dorms to study. He was wearing a hoodie and some casual jeans, his hood over his head as to not be reconized. Especially after the latest news report he was mentioned on, alongside Red Riot and Fatgum.

Just keep your head down. He told himself as he slipped through the crowds of people, hands in his pockets, no doubt looking like a criminal or a theif.

He managed to wander upon a small conviencience store that wasnt too bustling with people, so he decided to look around for something to eat.

Tamaki thought he had gotten off easy, not being approached at all, and the very least, even looked at for too long. He let out a small breath of releif.

But, alas, he celebrated too early. Because while glancing around the store he was approuched by someone, feeling a small tap on his shoulder.

He tensed, standing completely still before finally glancing over his shoulder.