First, some backstory. For the longest time, Lyons Central had been a bastion of student freedom, where ideas flowed and everyone respected anyone they met in the hallways. But once the bad apples rolled in, everything fell apart. The selfish ones took control of the Student Council, and dark times fell on the school. Adding insult to injury, the underfunded pension fund chose that exact time to request all its promised money in full. Out of the blue, and with disastrous consequences.
Once the legal battles were over, the state maintained control over the schools, but with the spectre of a bank takeover hanging over the school if anything went wrong. Overnight, Lyons Central went from a shining light of personal creativity to a building, where students prepared for a college that would bankrupt them while preparing them for jobs that wouldn't exist come graduation time.
In this atmosphere of fear, some tried to renew student creativity, but only ended up getting expelled, or simply disappearing. To make an example out of these troublemakers, the school kept the lockers of the fallen in exactly the same condition as the students left them. The only change made was a lock with no keyhole for opening. Lockers full of supplies for students that would never return.