Lukas stood in front of the Music Room, his chest tightening. He personally loved music. He loved how when he sat at a piano, his fingers would glide with grace on the keys, mindlessly playing both harmony and melody. He swallowed down the saliva in his mouth with slight nervousness. He was really shy around strangers, although it never seemed that way. He'd never say a word with confidence at first, his façade never breaking. He took in a big amount of fresh air, slowly opening the door to the room.

There wasn't anyone there yet. He looked at the time and matched it with his schedule.

He still had half an hour before class began.

This was strange to him. Normally, assemblies droned on until it was time for class, but in this case...

Lukas let out a sigh, hurrying over to the grand piano that was placed all the way across the room.

Observing it, he found it was exquisite. The wood was freshly polished and in perfect condition. The keys were a clean and pure white, and the sharps and flats black as obsidian.

He sat down at the piano and shut his eyes, letting his fingers gracefully tap the piano keys. The air was filled with a beautiful song, laced with wonderful harmony accompanying the sweet melody. He played for a while until he slowly came to a stop.

Soon, the silence was broken by slow claps, causing Lukas to snap his eyes open, spinning around. He saw the man from this morning- the Dane.

He was leaning against the door frame with a smirk. His arms were crossed across his chest. "Wonderful playing," he purred with his thick Danish accent.

Lukas' stomach did flips- much to his confusion. He stared at the ground in silence.

The Dane laughed, uncrossing his arms and walking in. He made his way to Lukas, crouching over to be face-to-face. "Hey, you're pretty cute~"

"S- shut up," Lukas stood, turning away. "Why don't you go to class instead of bother me?"

"This is my first class of the day," the Dane answered, smug.

Lukas scoffed.

"Don't believe me? Here, check out my schedule."

Lukas looked over his shoulder, watching as the stranger pulled out a messily folded piece of paper.

He unfolded it, ignoring the annoying creases. He practically shoved it in Lukas' face.

"A- ah-" Lukas turned around, grabbing the paper. He observed it, his eyes widening. He pulled out his own schedule, comparing. "They... They're the same..."

The stranger laughed. "Looks like we'll be buddies then! The name's Mathias! Mathias Densen!" He pulled his hand out, obviously showing for a handshake.

Lukas ignored his hand, mumbling, "I'm Lukas Bondevik..."

Mathias dropped his hand. "Nice to meet ya, Lukas."

The morning quickly faded into noon, indicating it was time for lunch.

Lukas had decided to bother his little brother on the roof. He had found Emil sitting near the bars of the edge, eating out of his bento beside the girl from before. On her other side was Mathias.

"Oh great..." Lukas mumbled to himself.

Mathias was the first to notice him. He waved, a bright smile on his face. "Hej, Lukas!"

Emil caught sight of him and groaned.

The girl looked at him with her blue eyes and smiled. "Bror, you know him?"
"Yeah! He's in all my classes!" Mathias exclaimed.

"Wow, stalker, much?" She joked.

They laughed in unison.

Lukas slowly made his way over, sitting on Emil's other side. "Little Brother."
"Don't call me that," Emil shot.

"Ooh, Emil, is he your brother?" The girl asked.

"Yeah..."

"Wow, what a big coincidence!" She giggled. "Hiya there, Emil's Big Bro; I'm Suu Densen!"

"Lukas Bondevik..." Lukas responded.

"... Weiiiirrrdddd, you have a different last name than Emil," Suu gawked.

"Same mom, different dads," Emil responded. "Mother was full-fledged Norwegian, his father was full-fledged Norwegian, my father was full-fledged Icelandic."

"Nifty!"

"Why am I even telling you our backstory?" Emil asked, narrowing his eyes a bit. He shook his head and ate some of his food.

"All in the charm of a girl," Suu flipped her hair with a giggle. She looked at Lukas, observing him. "... Emil, might I say... Your older brother is pretty." She suddenly smirked, crawling from her spot and moving so that she was face-to-face with Lukas. "Very pretty."

Lukas felt his cheeks heat up.

Mathias laughed. "Suu, stop teasing~ That's my job~"

Suu backed away, going back to her spot and grabbing her bento. She laughed. "No worries, I was just looking~ He's all yours, Bror."

"Woo!" Mathias cheered.

Suu giggled, eating her food. "I have a good feeling about this."

"I don't," Lukas complained.

"Don't be such a poop," the girl teased.

"Impossible," Emil joined in with a straight face.

"Aren't you so nice, Little Brother," Lukas rolled his eyes and spoke with a sarcastic tone.