It was the first day of Gotham Academy. Zatanna had transferred schools because her father had gotten a new job in Gotham over the summer. She clenched her books tightly. "I hate the first days of school," Zatanna thought to herself. She sighed and reached into her bag, looking for her schedule. Not seeing where she was going, she bumped into someone and dropped her books. Zatanna went to get them, but the person who she bumped into picked them up for her. She examined the boy. He had raven-black hair. His eyes...he had the kind of eyes that you could get lost in. This boy had Zatanna love-struck.