Prompt: High School AU
You must be made of uranium and iodine because all I can see is U and I together, read the note in Nikola's flourishing handwriting, accompanied by a post-script: You look hot.
Helen took a look at his "I regret nothing" smirk and rolled her eyes, hissing for him to pay attention as the teacher made a circuit of the room to check their lab work.
They'd been dating for close to six months, but Nikola still delighted in passing these flirty little notes every week; it was rather ridiculous, but as their hands clasped together under the table, Helen found that she wouldn't have had it any other way.