Prologue
Besides his name, Zexion was a normal teenager. He was quiet though.
He spoke only when he was required to, or to brush people off. No one knew why he was so quiet. His social status? He had none- he wasn't heard from enough to be graded on that. Was it that he was socially inept? He certainly didn't know.
He just preferred to write in his notebook or read literature- particularly Edgar Allan Poe. The human species never seemed to interest him in any way. If he had his way, he would just drown in a sea of words.
Which is sort of how it was. Sure, people taunted him for his indifference by chanting, "eeemo--". But other than that, they ignored him. Zexion liked isolation, which is why he would find the new student, Marluxia, so intolerable.