LOVE INTEREST | d. barrett

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dot | gender-neutral!reader

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It's another noisy day in the Adler Dorms, specifically Lance and Dot's. The self-proclaimed main character had to slam the door shut to a student's face after they asked for Lance, wanting to give him some sort of sweets or gifts with a paired love letter. It was infuriating! How come a student who was a weirdo still getting admirers? Sure he's handsome, but Dot is too! Right? Right?!

Seriously, the handsome students of the academy is leading their life in luxury. It would be so easy for them to get a partner, and yet they chose to be some creeps or freaks.

Not Dot though. Aside from his natural good looks (that's what he says), amazing charisma (that's what he says), and outstanding intelligence (again, that's what he says), he's a gentleman at heart!

Another knock disturbed his peace, making him grumble as he stood up from his bed sluggishly, throwing his book aside.

Where the hell is Lance so he can handle his fans? He can't do this anymore.

He opened the door with force, not enough to remove it from its hinges like Mash, but enough to show that he was furious.

"What?!"

The student in front of them was someone Dot remembers. He saw them before during the entrance exam, during two of his classes, and in the quad with their other peers.

They jumped out of their skin at the sound of his voice, and he almost feels a little bad.

"Uhm," they started, scratching their H/C hair nervously, "I have some... uhm," taking a deep breath, they spoke with more clarity this time, "I have some green tea and chocolates here with me, I was hoping to give them to—"

Again?!

"To Lance?! Well, he's not here so you can give it to him yourself next time!"

"To you—"

And the door slams closed.

Dot exhales, letting his frustrations out, arms crossed. He feels a little disrespectful, but no one should blame him! After all, he's been trying to study and Lance's admirers are visiting the dorm too often when he's gone.

He heads to his bed, ready to return to his academics, when he paused.

Wait. Did that student say to him?

He stood up as fast as lightning and ripped the door open (again, not like Mash), looking around.

Fuck! The student already left, leaving the hallways empty.

He falls to his knees. His emotions had betrayed him. Just when he was close to getting a partner, a love interest, he ruins it for himself!

He bites back a scream and a cry, lifting his head up. He needs to find them and apologize.

He wipes his eyes, a glint of something pink catching his attention. Huh? He looked down on the stone ground and found two things: a box of green tea that he usually drinks and a pink pouch full of sweets. Tied to it was a small paper, words written in neat cursive.

From Y/N L/N.

He holds the gifts close to his heart. He will forever cherish this. He will find them, thank them properly, get to know them, marry them when they graduate and—

"What are you doing?"

He looked up, finding none other than Lance Crown leering at him with confusion and disgust. He steps over him, his robe hitting his face as he enters their shared dorm, making him yelp.

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