A Framework State of Mind

by mk-bc-na

Framework AU Season 4 Episode 21 "Besides restoring your relationship with your father, the only other change I made in your life was introducing myself."- Aida A perspective on how Aida might have torn Leopold J. Fitz and Jemma Anne Simmons from meeting each other in the Framework and how the bloody cosmos will always find a way to bring them back together.

1. Chapter 1

Chapter 1

Leopold James Fitz sprinted into the lecture hall. It was a bad start to his first day at Sci-Tech Academy. His newly redesigned alarm clock failed to wake him up until ten minutes before his first class began. As a result, Fitz burst through the door looking like a mad rocket scientist. He was, of course, a rocket scientist with a PhD in engineering but all hope of having a good first impression was gone. Most seats were filled, particularly the last seat of the last row which happened to be his favorite spot. He had no other choice but to sit at the first row, one desk over next to a preppy brunette aligning her two mechanical pencils and notebook in parallel fashion.

Fitz couldn't help but stare at her. She was perfectly dressed in a bespoke blue cardigan accessorized with a British flag printed handbag. An English lass, he thought, as he peeked inside the bag and saw Earl Grey tea bags, the exact brand of Earl Grey tea that his mum would sip in the afternoon. Coming from Scotland, he did not know many students from the United Kingdom. He also did not happen to care about making friends at the Sci-Tech Academy as he was only sixteen and painstalking aware of how difficult age gaps can be when establishing friendships. The agent that recruited him told of one other student in the same age and coincidentally, same IQ as him. Fitz hoped the bloody cosmos would want to see him happy for once and that the brunette was the other student.

The girl turned in his direction. Fitz froze, too shocked to turn his head away. He would look like a creep, ogling at her for far too long. A part of him almost didn't want to look away. He would have a chance to see her face.

"Hello, my name is Aida."

Fitz jumped. Another student pointed to the seat between him and the girl.

"Is this seat taken?" the student asked. Fitz shook his head. He shifted his weight around to catch a glimpse of the girl but she had returned to organizing her materials. The professor walked through the door, welcomed the students, and began writing on the board.

"No, it's not." Fitz replied.