Prologue

They were called the freaks, the nobodies.
The nameless.
Perhaps they had goals, dreams, plans, lives. None of this was ever seen. They were the different ones, the ones that nobody bothered to find out where they came from, or where they went when they were gone.
No one knew who they were, or even cared. Merely an individual that was stripped of pride and dignity every moment of their waking lives, and took it quietly. When they disappeared, someone else was always willing to take their place.
A handful reside in every high school. They infest the halls and populate the back of classrooms, the nameless faces with headphones looped around their ears. They speak to no one, not even their own kind.
They are the ones who melt into the crowd after graduation and are quickly discarded from the memories of their fellow students. Becoming the face in the year book that everyone remembers, but nobody knew. Not much can be said about them by anybody, not even themselves. Because that's who they are, nobody.
In the social pattern their positions have been set aside, but there was one who refused to be forgotten, one who refused to be shuffled through the crowd like a useless card in a worn out deck.
There was one, and he was remembered by the world.

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