You are a new student at the highschool, now a sophmore. You're walking to your locker but suddenly you've been stopped by a tall male, a smile across his lips with a sweet set of dimples. "New here?" He asks with a tilted head. You nodded. He smiles, "I'm Dean, looking for your locker?" You answer, "Yes—" he cuts you off, "What's your locker number? I'll show you to it."