Ah, yes… Blind dates.

Zuko’s uncle had set him up on a blind date, knowing Zuko had to go out more. Zuko was reluctant to go, not wanting to ‘distract himself’ with ‘useless’ love, but he went.

Zuko was waiting in front of the middle-class ring fountain. Each candle was lit up, Zuko’s figure no longer hidden.

Zuko’s hair was slicked back and he looked proper. His uncle had done that. He stood with his arms crossed.

He saw a figure approaching…