Prologue
My name is Markus Wilt, everyone just calls me Mark. I've had quite a strange past compared to most kids my age. I've seen things that corrupt most kids, but I learned to cope. All through school, I masterfully completed tests. That is just my academics though. My social life... That is more interesting. I've always been one of the "cute" guys at school. Girls constantly hit on me and my best friend Trace Young. They just don't get it... they are unattractive because of their desperation for us. We've rejected so many, and the ones we gave chances were too into us. I'm more into the quiet, smart girls. Trace, on the other hand, is the biggest man whore I've ever seen. He'll get any girl any time. All he does is sleep with them and then judge them. Sure, we had our fun trying to search for a good one, but none ever seemed to not be a total slut. Everyone adored us, and we were at the top of the world; No enemies, no problems. All that all changed on that faithful day. Me and Trace will never be quite the same ever again.
After the atta- Oh wait. I don't wanna ruin my story for you. Here, lets start from square one...