III.

When Jim is fourteen, his concerned mother takes him thrice times a week to a therapist to diagnose him.

Jim cooperates because he has nothing better to do and honestly don't care what they think is "wrong" with him. As far as he can tell, there is something wrong with everyone else because they are all stupid and ordinary and not like Jim.

The therapist consults multiple others, and they tell Jim's mother this:

One, that Jim has A.D.D. – but it isn't his fault that everything is boring and plain and simple and he needs distractions from it all.

Two, that Jim is a narcissist – well, of course he is. No one is as bloody brilliant as he is, and no one ever will be, because as far as Jim can tell, he is utterly unique.

And three, that Jim possesses the beginnings of a psychopath – but really, it's nothing they should be worried about. He isn't going to kill them. He's but a bit apathetic and likes to cut open things and see their insides and frame people for things he did and con people into doing whatever he wants, as well as watch others squirm in pain. It's nothing serious. They shouldn't be so judgmental about it. Psychopath. Humph.

It doesn't phase Jim at all. He plans on being emancipated soon enough, and going his own way. His mother won't need to worry about him or his supposed mental issues at all.