Before even learning her name, Katara wasn’t sold on the girl in her stats class. It wasn’t because of how she looked (though she looked like a couture skeleton with perfect make-up and acrylic nails that just couldn’t be practical to type with), it was because she showed up in the same shirt Katara was wearing and that was just... Katara wasn’t the kind of person to worry about who wore it better, but being dressed the same invited comparison and... Well, there was no denying she was beautiful.
Katara and Azula both struggle in stats and through college go from reluctant study buddies to friends to lovers. Can they support each other through life's storms and the challenges of growing up?
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