Prologue

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Whatever you do, do NOT go to Wellston. It's a living nightmare. A burning hell. No matter what sort of order people try to establish, SOMEBODY always fucks it up...

I guess I should start from the beginning, huh?

My name is Fred Jones. I am 17 years old, and I go to Wellston Academy.
Nobody noticed me. Nobody said "Hi" to me.

It was always about HIM.

John Doe was the school cripple. The ONLY one without an ability. For that he got a lot of attention, and although it was mostly negative, everybody seemed to know who he was.

Or so they thought...
But that's a different story.

I entered on my first day of Wellston, ready to power through it and finally graduate.
I walked into my classroom, and immediately I saw him in the front of the classroom, being introduced to the class. Shortly after I entered the classroom, but at that moment a blue-haired girl had fallen over and everyone turned their attention towards her and John.

No intro for me, I guess...I thought. I sat down in a desk and waited for whatever was going on to stop.

"Ew, get away from me!" The blue-haired chick yelled at John. Of course he looked confused as ever, like he did something wrong and he had no idea what it was.

And after that was situated, class resumed. Still nobody even noticed I was there.

Ya get used to it after awhile I guess....

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