Who's the Hero Now? (Under Revision)

Rebirth

Why? That was the question that Chris asked himself every day. The question circulated in his thoughts daily. Whether he was at school or at home. He never had a proper answer to the question, responding only jokingly or with "I don't know."

If the words weren't enough to deter his spirits, the looks definitely packed a punch. The glances, the pity, the disgust, the discomfort. Chris chose to ignore not only the words and the looks but also the distance others put between him and themselves if they could help it.

In terms of knowledge, Chris knew quite a bit, but his grades almost never reflected his capabilities. He didn't agree with how the educational system was run, but he also didn't care much about what others thought of him. The male knew what he was capable of to a certain extent, but he never pushed himself to see what his limits were. There were, however, a group of students that didn't treat him harshly or negatively.

Chris had difficulty establishing what he considered friends, but he knew the people he held close were special. They didn't degrade him, put him down, or tell him to stay away. They let him speak most of the time, but he didn't mind when they didn't pay attention the other times. The list was short compared to others, but Chris considered it to be a large number of people.

Hannah, Tyler, Eric, Nick, Ken, Isabelle, and Landen stuck with Chris through his time at high school. Eric and Tyler lived to the North while the rest were in the South with the young male. Having never trusted himself, Chris left his life in the hands of the five that were close enough to do something about it. He wouldn't actively do anything, but if the chance passed by...

Chris had depression since he was a young boy, having understood the errors of both the world and the human race as a whole. He believed nothing to be of value until he gave it any. To the male, people were automatically considered trash and scum. The rest of his opinions caused his rationality to lose focus of time a majority of his days.

On a special day, Chris arrived at school, slightly smiling to himself. In fact, it was the only one of the year. Turning seventeen, the teen was glad to receive any positive attention from anyone. The only thought that passed his mind was about how he only had one more year in the hell hole called high school.

Chris's day went normally for him; nobody paid attention to him and no one talked to him. The teen's "friends" were the only people he genuinely believed to care for him in some sense. Sadly, Chris never saw Tyler or Eric after he moved down South. It was pointless to try and visit when it couldn't be for long. Ken and Hannah were dating, so he would visit her when he could and they would all spend time together if Chris wasn't a third wheel.

Classes were uninteresting enough to the point of Chris almost sleeping in a few of them. The teen almost never studied, not in the traditional sense, at least. The only challenging thing the male found in the world was playing games with people online. Because of the games Chris preferred to play, he found his adaptability becoming better over time.

By the time lunch rolled around, the teen was bored beyond belief. One of the few things in his day that he could look forward to was playing a strategy-based card game at his table with friends. This game also posed somewhat of a challenge. The card and video games had one characteristic in common that he admired. There were many different styles to play and win, meaning infinite combinations of playstyles and challenges. Chris mainly experimented with different cards and win conditions against his opponents, but they complained that it was an unfair advantage.

Upon making it to the table, Chris looked at his friends and smiled internally at the pleasure of seeing so many people that care about him. The teen didn't get in line for his meal, but it wasn't unusual to anyone that knew him for him to skip sustenance. If he got cafeteria food, he shared it with someone that sat with him but kept the milk.