The storage closet seemed to be the only place Haruhi could be without her senpai. Tamaki always ended up finding her. Haruhi sighed as she leaned against the white bricked wall. "Why is it so hard to avoid him?" She thought to herself. Haruhi started pondering what she would do next. She heard footsteps approaching the closet. As subtle as she tried moving further into the closet she till managed to make noise, the footsteps stopped.. So did Haruhi's heart, she started to panic. In her panic she fell back into a rusted dirty sink that sat precariously against the back wall. "Is it Tamaki that I hear?' she paused to listen, no footsteps... No nothing, slowly she got up from her position to move towards the door. As she reached out her hand to grab the handle; the door flew open. "There you are." Tamaki's exuberant voice bellowed down to Haruhi. "Oh hello senpai." Haruhi faked a joyous grin for his pleasure. "Why are you in this dilapidated room?" Tamaki ran his finger across a shelf collecting dust to prove his point of the neglect of the room. Haruhi readjusted her blazer and tried to walk out of the closet. "Wait, Haruhi do you want to play a cool game?" Haruhi sighed, "What game is it senpai?" Tamaki swept his luscious blonde hair out of his eyes. "Well its a game called Seven minutes in heaven." Haruhi looked intrigued," Whats that?"