It's a few minutes after school's let out that a boy, about seventeen, can be seen walking across a parking lot to a car for Driver's Ed.

Ant sighs, shortly, and then tries to put on a smile as he finishes the distance to the vehicle. He doesn't like driving that much, but his mom asked him to learn and gave sensible reasons for him doing so and he's been trying to make it seem less like an inconvenient chore. He'll be able to drive places, himself, and he'll be able to get around and go where he wants to.

He just has to take a few classes, have a bit more practice on the road, and then pass a test.

So he walks to the car, trying to keep a smile on his face.