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Keith strolled past multidisciplinary and global groups, language departments, and of course groups for the arts. He paused at this one group, watching the familiar white haired guy lead a singing group.

The Galra Empire a capella group.

Lotor spotted the teen and grinned as they finished a song. He threw his arm around Keith's shoulders, dragging the teen towards the rest of the group.

"Keith, allow me to introduce you to the Galra," Lotor mused. "This is Zarkon, Haggar's the one in the hoodie, then there's Sendak, Ezor, Acxa, Zethrid, and Narti. Guys, this is Keith, he's new."

Some nodded, Ezor and Acxa smiled at him, Ezor winked. Keith felt Lotor's hand on him, and he hated it, but what could he do? Attack one, and he'd have them all over him.

"There you are!" A new voice shouted. "You're supposed to be helping at our booth!" A new taller guy ran up and jerked Keith back, away from Lotor. He had a scar across the bridge of his nose, and black hair with a white tuft on the front.

"Ah, good to see you, Black," Lotor sneered, his demeanor darkening. "Ready to get beaten at the competitions again this year?"

"Depends on the new members," 'Black' countered before hauling Keith away and into the maze of booths.

"Hey," Keith growled, jerking away from the stranger. The stranger promptly released him.

"Sorry, Lotor didn't do anything to you did he?"

"Do anything?"

"Yeah. He's a perverted jerk with a weird thing for guys. If he locks his eyes on you, well, I hope you know how to defend yourself."

"Yeah," Keith groaned sarcastically. "I'm Keith. I can assume your name isn't Black?"

He laughed. "No, I'm Takashi Shirogane, but you can call me Shiro."

"Well, thanks for the save Shiro," Keith nodded before turning to leave.

"Wait, Keith!" He called, jogging to catch up to the teen. "If Lotor was interested in you, that means you probably sing, right?"

"I can, but I don't," Keith muttered. "I mix and create music, not sing it."

"But that's the thing about a capella, we make music with our voices, no instruments involved, so we kind of create our own music too."

"What are you asking of me, Shiro?"

"Join Voltron," he asked. "Come to the auditions and try out, or at least check out the booth."

"Fine," Keith sighed. "You did save me from being raped."

Keith reluctantly followed Shiro for a few minutes amazed as to how Shiro knew his way through the confusing maze of booths.

Finally, they made it.

There was a few others there, one being a white haired girl with tan skin and a few pink markings on her cheeks, another being the Latino from before.

"Hey, I saw you earlier," the Latino grinned. "I'm Lance and this is Allura."

"Keith."

"Would you care to join Voltron, Keith?" Allura offered, handing him a flyer.

Keith couldn't help but chuckle. "Right, this is an actual thing."

"Totally!" Lance beamed, oblivious to Keith's sarcasm.

"Sorry, it's kind of lame."

"Excuse me?" Allura snapped. "Synchronized dancing and singing without instruments is definitely not lame--"

"What she means is we perform all over the world and compete in international championships," Lance quickly recovered.

"On purpose?"

"We perform all over, you quiznaking--"

"We are just a talented group dreaming of returning to national finals again this year," Shiro added beside him.

"Sorry, like I told Shiro, I don't sing," Keith finished before stepping away. "See you losers around."