the letters came quickly.

one girl.

That's all it took one girl on Valentine's day who got her friend group to send the letters and they got their friends in on it as well and so on and so on until the whole school was sending letters.

It's April now and the letters are still in full swing.

I've gotten a couple hundred over the past two months. it's sorta like fan mail.

The point of the letters in the game. finding out who sent them is the fun part it's against the rules to sign your name. I haven't sent one and I don't plan on it. I'm probably one of the only ones who isn't participating.  

I take a deep breath of fresh air. the woods are beautiful at this time of the year buds of green life have begun to explode everywhere showing me that spring is coming. 

I run along the path a small bead of sweat trickling from my forehead. the air whips my hair around and I decide that when I get home I'm gonna have some hot chocolate. 

When I step in the door I glance at my shoes. they are completely caked in mud. I sigh and take them off. 

"those were good shoes" I mutter to myself resting them just to the left of the door. 

I walk into the house. I'm panting slightly so I gulp down some water. 

"MOM!?" I call into the house yawning slightly. "she went out" veronica says walking into the kitchen. "you smell like death" she mutters holding her nose. she has her short brown hair pulled into a half ponytail most likely because she was in the middle of a project. 

I laugh a little. "make me hot chocolate and I'll take a shower?" she scoffs. "why should I?"

"cause I know you want hot chocolate toooo" she roles her eyes. "fine" she mutters I'm already running upstairs. "THANKS!" 

after my shower, I walk downstairs my towel wrapped around my neck. I'm wearing a pair of blue shorts. veronica is at the stove pouring frothed milk into a mug with cocoa powder and sugar in it.

"done," she says handing me mine. I inhale the scent m closing my eyes and smiling. (UwU) "mmm," I take a small sip to make sure not to burn my mouth. 

THE NEXT DAY AT SCHOOL.

I walk to my locker opening it slowly. I peek inside. 3 letters. I sigh. I'm gonna have to put a sign on my locker that says. "stop sending me love letters I'm flattered but I would like to actually know who you are" I pick up the first one. 

dear, Lancey 

I love you.

this is what most f the letters consistently say. I read the 2nd one.

lance,

you are so hot I love you please date me. 

I sigh loudly crumpling that one. it was flattering at first now it's just annoying. 

I pick up that last one bracing myself.

Lance McLain,

sometimes I wonder...

love,

KK

I blink staring at it.

there are two things weird about this letter.

1. no outright interest

and the thing that makes me the most curious

2. K.K initials. no one puts initials. ever.

I stare at it until Pidge (my best friend) snatches it from my hand looking it over. 

"you gonna pursue this one?" she asks smirking. I blush. "no way! I haven't tried before and I'm not gonna try now" I look away closing my locker. she nudges my shoulder. "I think you are, you have so much more to work with than other people!" I snatch it back shoving it in my pocket. "I'm not going to pidge." 

yeah, I'm gonna pursue this one.

Later that day I ditch pidge to go to the office. I sneak past the secretary and into the records room.

I leaf through the k's

Tyler Kansas.

Lily kade.

Keith Kogane.

I blink staring at it.

K.K

I take the folder out looking through it. 

He has longish black hair. purple-blue eyes. he's in the grade above me. 

is he the one who sent the note? 

my gut is telling me yes. 

i sigh and put his folder back.

later back at my house I sit at my desk tapping my pen on the paper. 

what am I doing?

I'm not even gay. 

I should just leave it.

I glare at Keith's note which I have pinned up on my corkboard. 

i look down at my blank paper. 

Keith Kogane, 

what do you wonder? 

L.M

the next day

keith's pov

I walk the halls of this hell hole. aka school. most days are like this. awful. annoyingly peppy teens falling in love and sending letters.

I'll admit. I have sent one letter. but only because I know he won't respond. he's notoriously known for it. not responding that is. I put in the code for my locker. opening it a little to shove my backpack in. there's an envelope with my name on it. 

I caustiously pick it up. 

sure I've gotten a few letters but more often than not its girls and there's really only one person I'd want a letter from anyway. I play on the soccer team. it could be one of the guys making fun of me. i slowly open it then do a double-take choking on air.

Keith Kogane,

what do you wonder?

L.M

so I really like voltron and I started this fanfic if you want me to continue let me know!