Dylan. One of the many loners at CHS during the nineties. He always wore a trench coat, but it was something you looked over.

Throughout the past few weeks, you noticed that Dylan had been staring at you or going out of his way to sit near you, or asking to be your partner on certain projects, which you almost always agreed to. You weren't the most popular, but you weren't the least popular either. You also liked working alone.