Zuko’s name does tend to float around at school, even if he is the less intimidating child to Ozai, many still speak about him. He prefers to keep to himself— or a girl by the name of Mai but other than that, he’s usually alone.

Zuko does have a couple of ’fan girls’ that hang around after school as he attends volleyball practice. Zuko is panting and his uniform is clinging to every inch of his skin with sweat— he doesn’t even notice you until he’s already downed half of his waterbottle, wiping his forehead with his hand.

“Did Azula make you the new assistant?” Zuko asks, looking at you from the corner of his eyes. His sister was very serious about the way she handled the boys volleyball team— so if you were the assistant coach, you’ll have a handful.