au where Zuko and Sokka are in high school together and flirt tutor each other after school in the library and fall in love become the resident library menaces.
(And they're complete and total nerds. As they should be.)
Check out my other zukka high school au fanart here!
The background pictures I yoinked from some royalty-free photo websites. (I didn't want to take pics of my own high school lmao)
[ID: A digital comic of Sokka and Zuko. The backgrounds are of real life at a library table. Zuko pulls his hood strings over his face and says, “WHEN. WHEN, SOKKA? WHEN WILL KNOWING WHAT AN ASYMPTOTE IS BE RELEVANT IN THE COURSE OF MY LIFE?!” Sokka says, “Learning this will strengthen your brain! Haven’t you ever heard that your mind is a muscle? Let it get jacked, Zuko.” Zuko yells, “THAT’S PROPAGANDA.”
Zuko is reviewing Sokka’s essay. Zuko says, “Haha, Sokka! You have a massive run-on. There’s not a period on this whole page!” Sokka, flopped over on the table, yells, “I KNOW.” Zuko says, “Why are you even talking about the digestive system? This is an essay discussing themes of action vs. inaction in Hamlet!” Sokka yells, “IT SEEMED IMPORTANT AT THE TIME”
Sokka, with his chin in his hand, asks, “Hey… do you wanna, like, stop doing this and go chuck random items into the book drop from the opposite side of the room?” Zuko, tossing his stuff in his bag, says, “Absolutely.” Crouching behind a bookshelf, Sokka says, “Wow! Remarkably terrible throw, Zuko!” Zuko says, “Yeah, well, my depth perception’s janked. You try throwing with one eye.” Sokka, aiming, says, “Ohohoho, Zuko, dude, I can totally get this pencil in there with one eye. Watch ‘n learn, jerk.”
The next panel shows Zuko and Sokka standing, disgruntled, outside of the ‘Wan Shi Tong Media Center’ doors. They hold detention slips. The doors are slammed shut. Walking down the hallway, Zuko says, “Sokka, you knocked over the entire magazine display with just a pencil.” Sokka says, “Ha! I know! I’ve got a gift!” Zuko says, “You’re incredible” Zuko blushes and stammers, “I mean-- what you did was incredible. The act of throwing the pencil. Not that I don’t think you’re incredible, it was just that in the moment, I was referring to… that is to say…” Sokka smiles with his tongue out and thinks, “incredible.” End ID.]
