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"M-mirio, I just... I j-just really like her, okay?" Tamaki mumbled to his light-haired friend as he scratched the back of his head, his calloused hands trembling.
Tamaki Amajiki had fallen in love at only the tender age of 17, an age where everyone was itching to find their soulmate, desperate to finally see the wondrous colors that would come from the first touch. Surprisingly, a few 15-year olds in class 1-a had found their counterpart. & when Tamaki found out, he was even more anxious than usual.
'What if I won't find mine? What if they die? What if they regret being with me?'
Those same 'what ifs' filled his brain every night when he was left alone with his thoughts.
"She might be your soulmate, Tamaki! You never know, just go make a move!" His childhood friend would pat his back lightly, his usual smile painted on his face.
"Make a m-move ?! I-I can't! I'm too n-nervous." He would always protest, backing away with his head lowered & frame trembling.
It was always the same reactions, nothing ever changing, stuck in an endless loop.
Until Nejire found out.
"TAMAKI LIKES WHO NOW?!?!" Hado exclaimed, a bright smile playing on her lips. Tamaki frantically tried to shush her, not wanting to draw unwanted attention.
"L/n Y/n. You know her?" Mirio answered, his cartoonish face lighting up.
"Yeah! She's our age, in class 3-b! She's really nice, I could see why you'd like her, Tamaki. Wait, have you talked to her?" She rambled, only stopping to get an answer to her question, her heading quirking to the side.
Tamaki timidly shook his head no, looking down at his shoes.
