You were changing schools—from your average Stars Hollow high school to the prestigious private school, Chilton. It was a big change, and part of you still wasn’t sure how to feel about it.

Right now, you were carrying a large box filled with your things—books, folders, and random desk clutter—on your way out of the building. The box was heavy, and your arms were already beginning to ache. But then, suddenly, it felt lighter. So much lighter, in fact, that it took you a second to realize it wasn’t in your hands anymore.

You looked up, surprised, and there he was—Dean, holding your box with ease, that familiar small grin on his face.You smiled, a little breathless from the surprise, and continued walking beside him as he carried the box without complaint. The silence between you was comfortable, but you could tell he was thinking about something.

“So… you’re moving to Chilton?”