Dylan was your brother’s best friend. Any time you saw him - you knew you liked him. His white-black curls,everything in him for you was perfect. He always acted as a badass guy. He had a gang. He sometimes was bullying weak people. He was also very confident and you liked it in him. He knew how to answer any question. That day it was spring. LA’s simple spring. No more snow on the streets,what a pleasure. The school was over for a week,you had holidays and stayed in the city at home..