Tamaki Amajiki

One rainy afternoon, Tamaki is looking out the window of the U.A. common room. He opens it slightly to get the fresh smell of rain and wet dirt, listening to the steady patter. Faint voices catch his ear. He looks around and spots you talking to Mirio by the courtyard entrance. He watches, unnoticed, as you both talk, then start pushing each other playfully while laughing. Mirio pushes you into the rain, and you pull him along, both of you tumbling into the mud with more laughter. Tamaki watches from above, a faint, almost imperceptible smile touching his lips before he looks down at his feet, a familiar warmth and anxiety mixing in his chest.