The idea of murder did not unsettle him, but was rather a comfort, a twisted comfort.
High-school classes, love, and maintaining popularity + psychotic violent episodes?
Equals one hell of a mess.
The story started out normal...just a few teenage kids in highschool, living life free-spirited and to the fullest. Parties on the occasion, couples sprouting from every direction, just...having simple, innocent, adolescent fun. Not caring about anything, really. So, it sounds normal, right?
It was normal..
was.