alphabet lore oneshots +random stuff

M and N: Thanks for your help!

genre: fluff!

requested by: my brain

human au!

warning: cussing!

"Look there Oliver, it's the loser Nathan!" Lawrence pointed out to the bespectacled boy walking in the campus.

Oliver only chuckled. "Where's Frederick by the way?" he asked. "Pity, his friend isn't there to defend him,"

Lawrence smirked, cracking up his knuckles. "Since he wasn't here, let's pick on Nathan. What do you say?"

"Alright,"

The two guys immediately approached Nathan, and blocked his way towards his locker.

"Hey!" Nathan said. "Get out of my way!"

"What about... no?" Lawrence said with a snicker.

Nathan could only roll his eyes before trying to get through them, only to get pushed by Oliver in the ground.

"Bitch," Oliver spat out.

"Come on!" Nathan complained, standing up at once. "I'll just get my books!"

Lawrence immediately remembered something, before giving Oliver a look. "Hey, remember the padlock-?"

Oliver suddenly chuckled. "Oh right. I almost forgot-"

"Please?" Nathan said quietly.

"Whatever," Lawrence said.

The two guys smirked, moving aside, much to the shorter's surprise.

Most of the lockers in the school required padlocks for security purposes, and as for Nathan's... they decided to let him go to his locker because you know...

They barricaded the lock with Yana's pencil.

Yes, they tried to pick the lock with it without a reason, until the tip snapped and ended up being stuck in the locker.

Which explains why Nathan looked puzzled as he couldn't unlock the padlock as he approached his locker somehow.

The bell suddenly rang, causing Lawrence and Oliver to immediately pick up the bags.

"Hey you two, can you help me out first-"

"Good luck with that, loser," Lawrence said, as Oliver started to dash up the stairs. "Hope you're late!"

Until the campus was deserted, leaving Nathan alone.

"Damnit!" He cursed, pounding his fist on the locker door, leaving a dent.

He started to tear up, when a gentle hand pushed him aside.

"Those two picked on your locker?" he grunted. "That always happened to every other student. And I'm always in charge of fixing it,"

"I-It's fine," Nathan said with a small smile on his face. "I'll just call a staff to help-"

"Leave it to me instead. I'm fine,"

Then, with a single punch, he broke the door, causing Nathan's jaw to drop.

"Wow..." he murmured. "I didn't know you were that strong,"

The taller guy nodded. "Yeah. My strength is also my weakness,"

"Like?"

"Imagine pounding the table if you want the others to listen to you and you ended up breaking the table instead-"

That made Nathan laugh, making the guy look confused before letting out a chuckle too.

"By the way, thanks for your help," Nathan said. "I'm Nathan, what about you?"

"I'm Malcolm,"

"Nice meeting you,"

Malcolm smiled. "I'll wait for you. Class isn't starting yet anyways..."

He watched the smaller get the books he needed, before closing his locker.

"Shall we go now?" Nathan asked.

Malcolm smiled. "Okay,"

Then, the two new friends have walked up the stairs, on their way to their classroom.