Young Love: The Rewrite (A Mattord Fanfic)

❤️Good Morning, Tord Larsen ❤️

I looked at my alarm clock.

6:00 AM.

It was still pretty dark outside.

I don't think I really slept. I went to bed at midnight before waking up at three in the morning. I gave up trying to sleep after that. I was too anxious to transfer to my new school. Or excited. Maybe a weird mixture of both.

But hey, at least I was watching a bit of anime on my laptop to calm my nerves. Just started a new anime and it was pretty interesting. The uh... fanart of the characters was interesting as well. Pretty detailed with the-

"What are you doing already up, young man?"

I flinched and immediately shut my laptop when I heard the voice. I looked up and saw Paul, one of my dads. He turned the light on, which caused me to wince from the sudden brightness before he leaned on the doorframe of my bedroom.

"Uh... good morning, dad-" I greeted as my face heated up.

"Tord, were you staying up all night watching anime again?" My dad asked with a stern voice, as he crossed his arms.

"...Not the whole night."

My name is Tord Larsen. Due to my parents' work, I moved here to the UK from Norway. I'm kind of a weeb, if it wasn't already obvious.

"Right, right. Some parts of that night was spent watching hentai, wasn't it?" Dad chuckled. I glance away from embarrassment.

Yep, peak degeneracy.

"Look kiddo, I know it's hard for you to make friends because of how often we relocate, but we're here to stay." Dad sighed.

"I know."

"Which means you don't have to fear leaving them again. Try socialising today, bud. There's a whole world out there."

"Okay, but consider: There's a whole world in HERE too." I replied as I grabbed my backpack and showed him the contents. Manga I've loved since childhood that bring me comfort. Black Butler, Ouran High School Host Club, but also new titles like Chainsaw Man and My Hero Academia.

"Tell you what- I'll let you keep a manga if you promise me you'll talk to people."

"Make it three."

"Two, Tord. Take it or leave it."

"...Two it is." I groaned as I took out the Black Butler and My Hero Academia.

"Your father and I just want you to be able to enjoy your last year of high school, kiddo."

"I enjoy high school. Math is interesting. So is science. You know I got into this school on a scholarship."

I'm a degenerate, yeah. But also somewhat of a genius.

"You know what we mean. This is your SENIOR year, Tord. Meet new people. That's all we ask..." Paul sighed.

I thought about it for a bit before I hesitantly nodded. I guess I understood his concern. It'd be pretty depressing to see your son just sit in a darkly lit room with body pillows every night. Or giant robot blueprints. "...Okay."

"That's my boy. Anyways, Patryk's almost done with breakfast. Get ready then come down soon, okay?" He spoke as he left, but patted my back before he did so.

I check the time again.

6:05 AM.

Twenty five minutes earlier than when I was supposed to get up. At least I can take my sweet time, I guess.

Basics. Removed my pajamas. New undies. Deodorant. Because I may be a degenerate but I'm not unhygienic, I don't think.

Right. First impressions matter. So I'm letting people know what they're getting into when they meet me. I put on a Sword Art Online T-shirt and what I call my "signature" red hoodie. I mean, I wear the damn thing everywhere, so it might as well be. Black ripped jeans and then red sneakers. I styled my hair so it looked like two horns were on my head. It looks stupid to other people but I thought it looked cool at least.

When I finally finished, I grabbed my bag and headed downstairs to the kitchen table. I yawned as I sat down with my dads. "Good morning..."

"Good morning, kiddo!" Patryck greeted me as he gave me a plate of toast. I starting taking large bites while Patryck looked at Paul. "Honey, what did I tell you about the cigarettes-?!"

"This is a cigar, not a cigarette."

"Gh- we're talking about this later." Patryck sighed.

I snickered as I listened to their conversation before I yawned. Patryck noticed. "Did you stay up all night watching anime again, kiddo?"

"Some of it was hentai-" Paul corrected him, and I decided to look away from the both of them. Okay, I might have a bit of an addiction. It's not like I really want to stop, though. It'd be nice to land a girl like in anime... anyways- I ate my toast faster in attempts to leave the table.

"Tord, having a fresh new start might be good for you. First of all, it might put an end to your hentai addiction since there's a lot to explore here. Second, you'll have more opportunities to go out with friends! Maybe even date-" Patryck rambled.

"What-?!" I almost choked on my toast. Did they read my mind?

"Babe-" Paul glared at Patryck.

"Oh c'mon, he's at the age."

And that's enough. I luckily finished my toast before the conversation continued any further. "Oh- look, the bus is going to arrive soon! I uh- gotta go. Bye dads-" I quickly spoke as I grabbed my bag and headed out the door.

"Stay safe!"

I jammed my earbuds in as soon I was out the door, looking through my phone for music to listen to. I eventually found a good song as I made it to the bus stop.

I woke up to start the day like any other
Felt their gaze upon me more than anyone I know (Surely there are days when I'm attractive)
(Tell me I'm not dreaming- no one hears me!)
I'm so damn afraid my impulses'll
All begin to change from repulse to woe
("Why is everyone so damn noisy?! I don't wanna be part of that world")

I eventually got on the bus, some students looking weirdly at me as I made my way to the back and sat down. Some whispered.

Great. What else is new?

They just ignore the quiet people like us,
Always being told to just push on
When all we want is to be treated well.

The bus eventually came to another stop. I just kept staring out the window before I realized the boy that had hopped onto the bus was headed towards me.

A/N:
Hope you guys are enjoying the rewrite so far.
Oh, the song that Tord's listening to is the Watamote OP by Studio Yuraki. Take care! <3333

-PastelBelle