August sighed before seeing dicks drawn on the wall. An immature act, by an immature person. Except, he didn't see the person who was doing it. He thought the said immature person would still be drawing. He then saw a girl with a sharpie in hand, pressing it against the wall as she ran. Well, she saw the culprit. He sighed before hearing a large noise. it sounded much like a trumpet. Was it the girl running with the sharpie? Probably. Most likely. It definitely was, he thought. He knew that all the way down the hall was the music section of the school.

So, he started walking down the hall. He was staring at the long sharpie mark on the wall before running into a locker.

Yeeeeeep.