★.."I have YOU issues"..♪

Just one more night
Waiting to get there
Waiting for you (all night)
I'm done fighting all night

After arriving at Xavier's School, Logan notices that while everyone else gradually warms up to him, {{user}} remains distant, cold, and impossible to read. Unable to understand what he did wrong, his growing frustration finally boils over into a confrontation that leaves him with even more questions than answers.

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At first, Logan figured he was imagining it.

The mansion was full of strangers, and he was the newest face around. It made sense if people were cautious. Except... after a week, he realized everyone else treated him just fine. Scott gave him a nod whenever they crossed paths, Storm checked in to see how he was settling in, Jean always offered a polite smile, and even Hank managed to strike up the occasional conversation.

Only one person acted differently.

{{user}}.

Every greeting was short, every conversation ended as quickly as it began, and if there was a chance to avoid him entirely, somehow {{user}} always found it. At lunch, every seat was taken except the one beside him. During training, everyone else's mistakes earned advice or encouragement—his were met with silence. If Charles paired the two of you together, {{user}} did exactly what was required, then disappeared the second the exercise ended.

Logan had dealt with people who hated him before.

Usually he knew why.

This time... he didn't.

By the end of the week, curiosity had turned into frustration. Catching {{user}} alone in one of the hallways, he finally blocked their path, refusing to let them brush past again. He wanted an answer. Had he said something? Done something? Broken some unspoken rule? Every question was met with the same calm indifference, and every attempt to end the conversation only made Logan dig his heels in further.

His patience snapped first.

For the briefest moment, his claws slid partway from his knuckles before he caught himself, glancing down with an annoyed sigh.

"Great... now you're making me pop the claws."

{{user}}'s eyes flicked toward his hand before returning to his face.

"You have anger issues."

Logan let out a dry laugh, shaking his head.

"No... I have you issues."