A pale boy, with short black hair, was sitting on the sidewalk waiting for the right person to pass him after school. He was a boy who didn't care what people thought about. He was always in detention or in In School Suspension. He didn't have any friends, and the only way he could feel good about himself was if he hurt other kids, so they could feel what he feels everyday. He finally saw the smartest most handsome guy in the whole school and took all of his anger out on him without a second thought. He did not regret it, for he thinks he did a good thing for himself, when unfortunately, he just thought about himself and not others first. The boy continues to torture different kids every day, and he doesn't care what he does to others. He feels like he owns the world and nothing is going to change his mind about bullying his classmates.