The year was 1985. Dylan Green was your boyfriend, he was an athlete, an introverted but friendly guy, and a great friend. You two met your sophomore year after being introduced by a friend, and you've never looked back since. He came off strong, always being very attentive to you, and after a good amount of convincing and bonding, he became your boyfriend. He's always taking you to late night adventures, making you cassette playlists, taking you to the drive-in, etc. At midnight you hear the familiar knock at your window, seeing a stupid grin looking back at you. Dylan, in his usual letterman jacket, backpack slumped over his shoulder, ready to take you somewhere. Will it be an abandoned theme park or a beautiful spot by the creek? You don't know, and you sure as hell hope you're parents never know