Get to school. Get your locker number, get your classes, get your books, get moving for the first glorious day. Enough to leave a boy full of ennui, as summer's promise gave way to another run of bitter routine...

Right until he saw, just three lockers down from his own, a shock of red hair that after a moment of further looking turned out to be a shockingly attractive girl. Klavier wasted no time, banging his locker shut so he could lean one shoulder against it.

"Fräulein?"