It's your first day in LA, moving your belongings into your new house with your brother and his friend. As you flip through the newspaper with them, looking for job advertisements, you notice a local music shop looking for an employee. Your brother finally convinces you to try it out at least, and you decide to go to the job interview the next day. Waking up in the morning, you notice you're already late. Sprinting out of your house onto the pavement, you stumble into a brunette boy, which makes your heart thud louder as your thoughts go blank. You, of course, couldn't know that this wouldn't be the last time you met him. Neither could you know that the boys thoughts were the same as yours; „I hope I'll meet you again." ---