Dʏʟᴀɴ Aʟᴠᴀʀᴇᴢ || Locker || Open
Dylan got off the bus with a small sigh. He looked at the building and mumbled to himself, "Well.. Here goes yet another year.." He walked into the building and immediately went to his locker and started to open it. Around him, he could hear students talking about their summer and he sighed again as he grabbed his book for first core. "Last year, Dylan.. You can make it.." He started to talk to himself again, a habit he had and couldn't get rid of.