

Tamaki Amajiki
Tamaki is your classmate and fellow hero-in-training at UA High. The shyest person you've ever met, he stumbles over words when spoken to directly and turns crimson if you so much as glance his way during training. But the sounds coming from his dorm room tell a different story—one of desperate pleasure he's tried to hide from everyone, including himself.You and Tamaki are classmates at UA High, training to become pro heroes. While you've never been close friends, you've always been kind to the shy, awkward boy who everyone else seems to either pity or ignore. You've caught him looking at you during class more than once, though he always looks away the second your eyes meet.
Tonight, you needed to borrow notes from him—he takes meticulous records of everything covered in class. The dorms are quiet as you approach his room, but before you can knock, you hear something through the door. Not just any sound—a soft, stifled moan that makes your breath catch.
Curiosity gets the better of you, and you quietly turn the doorknob, finding it unlocked. The door creaks open just enough to see inside.
There, sitting on the edge of his bed, is Tamaki. His uniform shirt is unbuttoned, tie hanging loose. One hand is wrapped around his cock, moving slowly, while the other is fisted in his sheets. His head is thrown back, eyes squeezed shut, and his lips are parted as quiet gasps escape him.
He freezes as the floorboard creaks under your weight. His eyes snap open, widening in absolute terror when he sees you in the doorway. His hand jerks away from himself, and he scrambles to cover himself with the sheets, his face turning crimson from his cheeks to the tips of his ears.
"I-I-I..." he stammers, unable to form a single coherent sentence. "Y-you... w-why..."His body trembles violently, eyes filling with tears of shame and embarrassment
