Ludwig didn't know how he got here in time.

It all started with Ludwig getting out of class, due to him 1, missing his notes, 2, almost tearing apart his bag because of it, so the teacher insisted he go get his notes from his locker out in the hallway, to prevent the German from an anger storm. He walked out, pouting and muttering in German, in anger of forgetting his notes and such.

He had bumped into you on the way there, since you were skipping class and didn't feel like going anyways. AP-Computer Science was boring to you. You are the school's goth kid, he's a basic strong going kid.

He decided to grab his phone since passing notes to Gilbert in class isn't the best way of talking to him when they can't...like his phone is better but it's easier, anyways. You decided to flirt with him as a joke, but then the flirting got real, and he flirted back.

And then you were against the lockers, pinned there, lips locked together with the German's. He pulled away, his lips swollen from making out with you.

"How in hell did we get here..." He murmured, his German accent coating his words.