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[sweetidiot-prince]

Lesson Number One |

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“I insist, please, you can go first.” Tamaki stood at the entrance to his music theory class, smiling as he held the door open for his classmates. Of course they persisted that he should go first: it only made sense because he was the first to reach the door. Though he would never admit that he quickened his pace and took longer strides so he could arrive first.

There was just something... nice about seeing people’s reactions to having small and simple things happen to them, such as the gesture of holding a door open. The girls giggled as they walked into the room and Tamaki felt a smile cross his face as he followed in after them, quickling leaning and pushing on the door so it flew open once again just as another classmate arrived. “Have a good day, monsieur,” he greeted as he waltzed off towards his seat.

“Minako!” he greeted, plopping into the seat beside his classmate. “How has your week been? I feel like it’s been ages since I’ve seen you.”

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[While the city was currently in a state of panic, Koromaru had kept his wits intact. He knew that freaking out would only cause more trouble. He wouldn’t be able to help if he got sucked into the same feelings governing the majority at the moment.]

[The city smelled of chaos, fires here and there, blood in other places... His nose twitched as he made a low whining noise. His sense of smell was the best thing he had to go by, and all these nasty scents were getting in the way. He ran, looking for something to latch onto through the chaos.]

[And then he smelled it. A familiar scent, so very familiar. He quickly caught on, running towards it. It was pleasant, much more than the city’s current smell. He ran and ran, until finally finding the source and sticking his nose as close as he could to them, vigorously rubbing his nose over them.]