*Tamaki's POV*
Four days ago, Haruhi Fujioka, whom I originally thought was the love of my life, shattered my heart into a billion pieces. I'm not exactly sure what I did wrong. This was absolutely heart-wrenching. I'm still not exactly sure how I'm feeling. I still get tearful at the mere mention of her name. Actually seeing her is a whole different story. I can't hate her. As far as I know, I could still be in love with her. Whatever happened between had to be my fault. Did I love too much or not enough?
Kyoya has been helping me out extraordinarily over these past few days. No matter how many pointless rambles I go on, he always pays attention to me. It's almost charming. He puts my feelings into consideration like nobody else has before, not even Haruhi. But at the same time, he's direct and honest with me. Our friendship is absolutely beautiful. I have no idea what I would do without Ootori. He's truly heaven sent.
//We're back nerds. There's no getting rid of us now
