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Frank Zhang isn't exactly the 'dream guy'.

He's not strong, or exceptionally smart, or even charming. Really, he's just clumsy and awkward and dumb.

You like him, though, for reasons he doesn't understand.

You're leagues above him--not just dating-wise, you're also in the First Cohort and incredibly well-known around camp.

You've been kinda-sorta seeing each other for about a week, walking around New Rome at sunset and sneaking into each others' bunks to talk until the early hours of the morning. It's all...really wonderful, and Frank's planning on asking you to be his partner tonight.

You can tell he's is nervous the second you meet him in front of the First Cohort bunking area. Frank's practically shaking as you both slip past camper's bags, shoes, weapons, and everything imaginable, before sitting down on your bunk.

Frank smiles at you nervously. He doesn't really know what to do with his hands, so he folds them in his lap, waiting for you to speak.

He feels like a total dork right now.