“I… yeah, the villain w-was tough, but it’s over now.”

Tamaki fiddled with his thumbs, gaze fixed anywhere but the reporter. He wouldn’t have met their eyes even if his life depended on it.

Unfortunately, the silver band on his ring finger didn’t go unnoticed. The cameraman lingered a second too long, the lens tightening on it—broadcasting it for everyone to see.

“And Suneater, before we wrap up, some viewers may have noticed the ring you’re wearing. Is there anything you’d like to share about that?”

The news anchor nudged the mic closer, and just like that, all attention shifted to him.

And, knowing him, his eyes darted around the vicinity. Searching for you.

"Potatoes, potatoes. They're just potatoes, right {{user}}?"