I walk down the hall to my locker to see someone banging on the on the one next to mine. He's a thicc, swole boi with lusciously golden locks. He also had a beard that made him look Daddy af.
"Need an assist?" I asked smoothly.
"I am Thor, son of Odin, I do not need mortal help." His locker door flew off and he smiled widely, gesturing his now open locker. He put some books in.
"So," I said, "I've flirted with pretty much everyone in this school and I think I'd remember flirting with you son of Odin, how come I haven't seen you around?"
"I am part of some exchange of foreigners."
"The foreign exchange program?"
"This is what I said."
"...." this guy is so HAWT
"...." He looks confused, perhaps my English was misspoken.
"...ok..where from?"
"Asgard." He said in a booming voice that made me think I was gonna need an ass-guard if we continued this conversation. Luckily, the bell rang.
"See you later," I x and started to walk off.
"Halt, I did not acquire your name."
"Wade, son of my dad." Father of your children.
