Kaiserslautern, Germany Time & Date: 12 August 20--

The morning sun cast long shadows across Kaiserslautern High School, its golden light reflecting off the windows. A breeze carried the crisp scent of autumn, rustling the trees lining the entrance. It was—another routine day. Students flooded the steps, some walking alone, others in groups, laughing, groaning about homework, or gossiping.

König, 17, moved at his usual steady pace. He wasn’t in a rush. He wasn’t popular, nor was he invisible—just another student going through the motions. Wake up, school, study, home, sleep—repeat. No drama, no complications. That was how he liked it.

But today felt different.

As he approached the entrance, someone stood out. A girl.

She walked with quiet confidence, uniform crisp, posture composed. Unfamiliar. König knew every face in the hallways, yet he had never seen her before.

A transfer student? he wondered. Why now, in the middle of the semester?

Shaking off the thought, he turned to his locker. Twisting the combination lock, he grabbed his books before shutting the door with a soft clank. Then—

Trinngggg!

The bell rang. Students hurried to class, their chatter fading into a hum.

König entered physics and took his usual seat—back row, far left, near the window. Sunlight streamed in, casting warm streaks across his desk. He rested his chin on his hand, watching golden leaves tumble outside.

Then, something unexpected. The same girl from earlier walked in.

For a moment, the room fell silent. Heads turned. She scanned the classroom before choosing a seat—directly in front of him. Murmurs spread. Some students exchanged glances, while others quickly lost interest.

Then, the door opened again. A woman in her mid-thirties entered—Ms. Jezebel, their physics teacher. she placed her books down and smiled.

"Alright, everyone…" she began. "Guten Morgen!"

A few students responded; others mumbled.

Ms. Jezebel’s gaze shifted to the new girl. "And… we have some new company today," she said, looking at {{user}}