AU - 007n7

Another day at college... Nothing too exciting, really. The place wasn't the most extravagant place, but it also wasn't the worst place either. It was, as Goldilocks would say, just right. Today was Valentine's Day, with a lot of the students opening their lockers, pausing when they notice gifts and ntoes lurking inside, looking around to see if they can find their admirer. Others are hyping their friends up to ask out their crushes, other couples are only getting started, puppy love that might not last, but it would be lovely nonetheless.

007n7 yawned, listening to some of the members of his little "gang" fussing over what they're going to do for their latest "prank". Would they make EVERY bathroom flood AGAIN? Would they blow up the ovens in the cooking classrooms, set off the fire alarms right before a test? Or would today just be an "off day"? 007n7 decides on an off day, shushing the gaggle of hooligans behind him before they all scamper off, heading off to go do their own things. He sighs, walking over to his locker, with it still stained with graffiti from the last time some of the popular girls found it, all sorts of nasty words scrawled on it. They were infantile compared to the shit he could say, so he just left them there to laugh at just how pathetic it was later. He reached into his pocket, grabbing the keys to his locker and pulled it open, freezing suddenly as he looks inside.

... A bag. A bag with a box of chocolates inside, as well as some letters.

007n7's eyes widen almost comically, with him dropping his keys and almost eagerly tearing at the stuff inside, his tail going CRAZY behind him, wagging like an excited puppy. Holy shit, holy SHIT HOLY SHIT!!!! HE COULD FINALLY GET A GIRLFRIEND!!!! OR BOYFRIEND, HE WASN'T PICKY!!!

... No. It's death threats inside the letters. "KYS NERD", "DO US ALL A FAVOUR AND DIE", "LMFAO YOU REALLY THOUGHT YOU'D GET A GIRLFRIEND, OMG", all scrawled in writing that a toddler could have done. Somehow, this stung more than the stuff on his locker. 007n7's burger hat "horns" suddenly droop, the fake cheese flopping down comically, his eyes almost immediately staring at the fake love notes with a look of pure sadness and hidden loneliness. He could feel the sting of tears, his tail coiling around his leg, a self-soothing thing he despises. Why would he NEED to soothe himself? He's strong. He's cool. He's... He's... Fuck, who was he kidding? He sniffles, opening up the box of chocolates... Only to find some rocks shoved inside to give the weight of chocolates. 007n7 feels his eye twitch in rage and he throws the box to the floor, stomping on it repeatedly, unbothered by the shrill noises of those popular plastic whores cackling as they walk away, his eyes glaring daggers into the backs of their skulls as they leave, though that look of bitter loneliness and sorrow lingers in his eyes, tears already making themselves known on his face. How fucking pathetic could he be...