Hello lovely people. I made this story a while ago for my sister and I'm only now posting it because she is has been nagging me for a while (COUGHCOUGH) Mimi haha

anyways, here is a dorky Dane with a punk Norwegian.


(Mathias' POV)

Hi! My name is Mathias Køhler!

I'm just your average teenager with a high IQ and a dumb goofy face. I'm very cool and totally NOT a massive dork with thick rimmed grandpa glasses and braces... Okay, maybe I do have the thick grandpa glasses... And I occasionally drop my stuff due to my lack of attention to the hold I have on my things... Okay, the braces are coming off next week too, so...

Okay, okay, I look like the typical, dorky, geeky guy that spends too much time reading fiction and knows weird facts about life... And I might act like it too.

This is so not what I wanted to talk about though.

I kinda talk a bit much whenever I get the chance and someone actually listens.

Well you see, the topic of conversation is the guy that is currently sitting about 5.85 meters away from me? I totally didn't measure it or anything. His name is Lukas— Lukas Bondevik to be precise. I know, I said he was 5.85 meters away, but it feels like he is just a completely different world away. He looks the part, too! His hair is blonde and shaved on one side. His eyes are violet, and his lashes are darker due to the mascara or heavy eyeliner it would seem. He is thin and wears dark colours. He is currently wearing a shirt that he wears a lot, so I have assumed it's his favourite shirt. Its a band merch of a Norwegian heavy metal band. The sleeves are ripped and so are his black tight pants. when I say tight I should point out that I have tried not to stare. It doesn't work with his booty is right there. He normally has some button up shirt tied to his hips when it's a bit cold. Today wasn't, so my eyes may or may not be staring at his butt when he walked by, never paying me a second thought. He was also wearing red converses today.

Well if his appearance didn't ring the 'do not talk to me 'signals, it's the chains and the piercings and maybe even the tattoos that I recognised as some old traditional patterns and a couple of dragons around his back and arms (I got this info thanks to gym classes). There was also his mysterious and silent being that just made me want to know more about him. Siiigh. That sigh was necessary.

He is perfect...

Okay so I know what you're think haha!

What the hell is a guy, that's handsome underneath the layer of geekiness, doing by going ahead and liking someone, that's completely from another world, and expecting it to someday come true?

I know, I know. It's asking for a miracle. I mean, I'm assuming he likes guys to begin with. It also is assuming that he is ever willing to be seen with nerd like me. But the thought of it makes me have the dorkiest grin ever.

"You're making that face again, Mathias. So unawesome." Gilbert's voice woke me up from my beautiful daydream where I was explaining my situation with Lukas. I grinned at him.

Awesome was his word. Gilbert was always very confident with himself. He was an albino with a big ego, I must say. He often came across as the most annoying and judgmental person ever, but when you really got to know him, he was actually sweet. His eyes often wander towards the silent music nerd in our group— that nerd being Roderich.

"Hey hey, you make that same face with a certain person." I wiggle my eyebrows at him. His face went noticeably red, and he looked away and pouted.

"I look awesome doing it though," he replied, not defeated in the least. It made me laugh to no end seeing him reply like this.

Gilbert wasn't a 'nerd' per se. His younger brother Ludwig was. Ludwig was the bookworm of the group. His brother was taller than him and more buff — we all say that it's because he's constantly lifting books. That, and picking up Gilbert when he gets bashed. Like I said, Gilbert comes across as the most annoying person ever. He has to deal with the consequences of that— the consequences being getting punched or beaten up. Ludwig often broke up the fights and got his brother out of there.

"Can we go back to the important topic?" Ludwig spoke up from behind his book.

"Hey, we need to talk about the recent disappearing of books in the ribrary." Kiku reminded us of the reason behind today's small gathering. He was a library monitor, and it appeared that there were a number of books going missing in the past month. We had confirmed it wasn't any of us in the club.

"And there must be a discussion about PDA in the hallways. Please," Arthur added. Most of the people on our small table nodded.

Our group wasn't big. It depended a lot of extra lessons, music practices, external studies, and duties. Half the group was the school council committee— hence why we would talk about PDA and stuff like that. The ones in the school committee were Arthur, Ludwig, and Alfred. Alfred had his football team to sit with. He came around a lot; though the reason for that is so 'nerds' like us don't get bullied and the likes. There is the occasional weird glance, but that's honestly who wouldn't stare if we were running around with half cosplays, dropping things and whatnot.

The others are Kiku, Berwald, Roderich, and myself. Gillbert shifts a lot from the football team to a group with Francis and Antonio. Francis was… Well, interesting to say the least. He ran the fashion club along with this guy called Feliks. They were flamboyant as hell but they were the best people you could really meet. As for Antonio, well, what I know about him is that he is head over heels in love with a feisty Italian, and that he runs the dance club. Gilbert, Francis, and Antonio call themselves the Bad Touch Trio, and often go to or host parties.

"'nk' 're you l'sten'ng?" Berwald nudged me in the ribs with his elbow.

"What? I can't understand you." I purposefully responded. Honestly, I'm trying to get you guys up to date with things and this guy- Ugh. Okay, never mind, I think I will let you guys catch on. We continued on talking.

"Right, since we are all engaged now, it's time to talk about the excessive amount of PDA around the school," Arthur said as he made a clear gesture towards Francis and Antonio.

"Hey, hey! Don't speak about Francis and 'Tonio like that!" Gilbert pouted from his seat.

"Well, they are setting a bad example for future generations and-"

"Just because you can't handle a few hugs doesn't mean you have to ban it along with the other pointless scheisse," Ludwig pointed out from his seat next to Gilbert.

"You're only saying that because your boyfriend is affectionate," Arthur bit back at Ludwig.

Berwald spoke up. "I 'gree w'th Ludwig."

"Oh, come on. How about you, Kiku?" Arthur was slowly sinking into his seat.

"I need inspiration for more manga. PDA must stay." Kiku didn't even bother looking up from his manga.

"Ughhh, fine. How about we take a poll, seeing as you guys want to talk about it, but not ban it."

The bell thankfully saved us all at that point. We all got up quick and made a dash to our next classes— by 'we', I really mean just me. I had my next class with Lukas. I had been in his classes since primary school, so was great to go to class. Seeing as his attention was never on me though, I didn't think he knew that I was in the class at all.

I sat down on my seat, waiting happily for the lesson to begin. This session was my forte. World History. I have no idea why, but it had always come naturally to me. It was wonderful. Of course Lukas was great but he was better at physics and maths. Everyone started arriving to class. Then the teacher came in, right on the bell. And, last but not least, Lukas walked in. He was glaring so no one decided to tell him off for being late to class. He was usually late anyways.

"Alright class, seeing as everyone is here today, I will begin the lesson by giving you all an important announcement."

As soon as the teacher said the words 'special announcement', I became a bit nervous. I didn't have friends in this class so it made me worry. I ended up working alone most of the time. I didn't really like it but history is my thing. The excitement from everyone was buzzing about.

"You will be given a partner who which you will work with for the rest of the year. You are also forced to sit next to the said person in all classes, as for this class. You will work on an assignment that is worth 60% of your final mark in the subject. The exam will only be 30% and homework will be 10%."

The class gasped at the news. Everyone began complaining and talking all at once. My face began to get pale. 60% of my mark would be this assignment. 60% depended on my ability to work with someone. I was screwed beyond belief. I was completely spaced out until the teacher called my name.

"Mathias Køhler." I looked up at the teacher. "You are partners with Lukas Bondevik." And the heavens called out to me and I was suddenly religious as hell. I looked back at Lukas who was sitting in the back of the class. He didn't look pleased— then again, he almost never did. Just in quiet places. I didn't notice that everyone in the room was sorta staring at the two of us. I was too busy thinking of how lucky I was, and how willing I was to work with someone now. Everyone was giving me a pity stare. I didn't care.

The teacher broke the silence."Well, sit next to your partner."


Thanks to Vermillon Jay for being a wonderful beta reader~

Thanks for reading~
I'm going to be uploading what I can in the next few weeks. end of year exams are killing me. So yea

I hope you enjoyed it and yell at me in the comments if you want to see a particular pairing other than DenNor! Also tell me who you think should be punk with Lukas :D

||Ame