I do not own Voltron Legendary Defender or any of the places that are inspired by the show. I don't own the characters, and I don't own anything that could be related to the show in any way except for the actual idea for the AU.
And also the emails used for Keith and Lance are hopefully not real, and I do not suggest trying to actually use the email to try and contact a real person because I used one that came off the top of my head not knowing if it was real or not.
It was a beautiful day as Keith sat on a park bench in the middle of the city park. The sun was shining directly through the tree that he was currently sketching in his sketchbook. Keith was an art major at Marmora Academy, with a minor in creative writing. He dressed like a typical artist, a cherry red leather jacket, black skinny jeans that look like they've been through the shredder, a black beanie, earrings all the way up his ears, black motorcycle boots, some sort of graphic tee that he had got at Hot Topic, and a black choker. He didn't like people because he claimed they 'didn't understand him', but it reality he didn't want to get closer to people in fear of being deserted. So he kept himself away from people that he thought he could get too close to, or anyone, for that matter. The only people that he actually cared about was a very small group of people that he had known ever since he first moved to this town with his mom after his dad had died.
But even with the select few people in his life that he could stand, he preferred to be alone. That was mainly why he was sitting alone in a park at 7:00 in the morning, with his phone turned off, and his drawing pad and assorted pencils and colors on his lap with his legs folded underneath him and a hot chocolate resting next to him. It was a chilly day, but the sun made it feel slightly warmer than it really was and Keith didn't mind a little cold as long as he could distract himself with drawing. When he was younger, that was all he could do to keep himself away from thinking of his grief about his dad, he would just draw anything that came to mind to keep his hands and mind away from anything that could cause himself harm.
Keith shook his head to keep himself out of that dark place again and decided to focus on the smaller details of his drawing since he had already drawn the majority of the background and the main thing he had to work on now was the foreground. He was a quick artist since he had a good eye for detail and talent that came from years of watching other artists and developing his own technique. He was almost always mostly happy with his drawings, going back over them once or twice down the road to find any obvious mistakes and drawing errors that would glare at him later on and annoy him to no end if he would happen to look at the drawing again. He didn't think he was the best artist in the world, but he thought that he was actually a little better than just averagely good because he could capture exactly what he wanted to on the page instead of making it look like a bunch of random lines and colors.
It was another hour or so before Keith finally finished his drawing and finally turned his phone back on. When it finally loaded his screen exploded with texts from Shiro, Pidge, and Allura since they were stressing out about where he wandered off to so early in the morning. Keith couldn't help the small smile as he texted them all back individually and told them he was fine and he was on his way back to the campus now, but there was also another notification that someone had AirDropped a message into his notes and with a raised eyebrow he opened it to find a strange message.
Dear Emo Boy in the Park,
Hi, so I hope this is you because otherwise that would be totally embarrassing but I just saw you in the park and thought you were cute so I decided to send a message to you since I don't kno your name and I'm a total chicken so I didn't walk up to you. But here's my email since I'm old fashioned and don't actually text a whole lot. So I really hope you actually get this, and you are the cute guy in the cherry red jacket with the sketchpad. Loverboy3752
Sincerely,
Loverboy