The King and I (Asgore X male reader)

Duke

   You open your eyes. The light from your room window is still dim and blueish. Sitting up in your bed, you grab your phone from the wall charger and check the time.
   5:42
   You sigh and fall back on your pillow. It's Monday. School for another grueling week. Your class is mostly alright, but there's this one group of kids who are such dicks, it makes you mad just thinking of them. North is the head of the group, not because she is a leader, but because everyone else under her fears her since she's in her senior year. She uses that to her advantage just be a jerk to others over the dumbest things. You recall a time you saw two of her cronies stuffing a 6th grader into his locker just for dropping his books in front of North. You hadn't tried to stop them for fear of getting beaten up. Even though you are a junior yourself, North still intimidates you. You don't like fighting people anyway, which may come as a part of your introversion.
   You lay on your bed for a while before the alarm on you phone goes off on 6 O'clock. You have to will your self out of the warm comfort of your blankets to get ready for the day. As you start pulling on some pants, you look at your written up schedule on the end table. All you have to do is get through the seven hours of learning and then you can begin your work with Asgore. Your excited by this thought. Hopefully the day goes by quickly.
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   "Hey, man, what the fuck?"
   You ignore the shouts of Duke, North's topman. Your locker is right next to his in the hall and you had slammed it to make it shut. Not hard, just enough for the lock to click. Apparently, that had been a little too loud for Duke's liking.
   "Hey asshole," he yells after you, "I'm talkin' to you!"
   You stop and take a deep breath. Turning around, you see him standing there in the middle of the hall with balled fists, his books on the floor next to him. Everyone else in the hall, aside from a few bystanders, keep moving to their classes. In a rather tired tone, you say to him, "Okay, yeah so, I'm not really in the mood, so, I'm just gonna go to class." It's 7th period and you just want to get the day over with so you can work at the flower shop. But now this guy is in the way.
   "Does it look like I give a shit? You half made me god damn deaf with that locker you smashed shut."
   "Surprised it makes a difference," you retort, "thought your hearing would be gone after your mom dropped you on your head."
   The other remaining students in the hall all start to laugh at the comeback. You honestly feel a bit bad for saying something like that, but you figure he deserves it.
   "Oh, you are so dead in study hall," he growls through gritted teeth, "I'll get North to beat the motherfucking shit outta you!"
   "Right, right, get North to do it for you. I knew you were an ass but I never took you for a coward."
   You know that at this point you're pretty much asking for a fight, but you can't help yourself. Duke started it, so if he wanted it, he'd get a fight.
   Duke opens his mouth as if he's about to say something, then closes it. He flips you off and you roll your eyes. Turning back toward your path to class, you push by the onlookers. You try not to look back as you walk. You want to know if Duke's still there or not. Regardless, you keep walking as you hear the second bell ring for the begining of class.