there's a little evil in everyone.

chapter 1 - introduction

Tyler Hern knew what it felt like to be an outcast it life. He spent most of his miserable days in school like a ghost, no one even noticed he existed except for the occasional jock that'd push Tyler around.
He couldn't really do anything about it though the boy was a scrawny weak teen barely scraping 5 foot and 8 inches. His twig like bones surrounded by his thin leather skin didn't help either. Tyler had a brown bowl haircut that suited his fragile weak body with crystal blue eyes, shielded by a pair of large black glasses which earned him the nickname 'jam jars'

8am and it was the first day of the week. Tyler was early for class like he normally was, he may have been an odd kid but an slacker he was not. He was preforming quite well in all of his lessons, but it's what you expect from a kid that sits silently but observingly taking everything in until he'd eventually have to spew it all out again to pass some pointless tests.

Tylers back was tightly pressed up against the pale white outside his form room waiting for registration to start. However, the plan was about to change. One of the others lads in his year began to walk down the corridor full steam towards the frightened Tyler.

"There he is. It's jam jars did you miss me?" Rick the much larger and bulkier boy asked with a hint of hatred in his sharp voice. "Well aren't you going to answer me?" Rick followed up with more questioning but still Tyler remained silent with his head down like a submissive dog.

You could tell the silence had made Rick angry his meaty fists clenching into two large bolders as one connects violently with the weak boys stomach. The other large rocky fist colliding with the nose of Tyler. The crunching of his short nose could be heard making everyone stood around cringe in disgust. A stream of warn liquid ran down Tylers now broken and slightly wonky nose. The boy instantly dropped to the floor like a safety mechanism.

A few heavy stomps by Rick's large feet on both his shoulder and head. Once the bear had given up with its assault it walked off like nothing had happened.

The surrounding white walls were now stained in a small splatter of blood as Tyler laid there helplessly.