XLII: Mr. President, The Heartthrob Connects Some Dots!

The cool wind that blows on Dylan is carrying a faint scent of fresh grass. Strange might it seems but he likes the smell of newly trimmed grasses. It's quite refreshing and calming for him.

Looking above, the sky isn't showing fair weather. It's a cloudy day and it looks like it will rain sooner or later. Even so, Dylan doesn't bother to go find a shelter. Or more like, he's too confused to do anything. He's still in the phase where he tries to analyze what's happening.

Like usual, Dylan finds himself spacing out without any idea or a very clear recollection of what happened before he arrived in a particular place. As his eyes wander around the area, Dylan finds himself sitting on a bench by the schoolyard. He's sure this place isn't Northwestern High School, but there's something within him that tells him that this is the boarding school Vincent attends.

"Right, I'm still dreaming," Dylan mumbled to himself.

In this scene, he has the initial knowledge that he's be