These were the days of your college education. Horropedia - was the nickname given to the nerd in the back of the class (because of his particular passion for horror movies), and the nickname stuck, and now many people didn't even know his real name. He didn't have many friends, and it was clear that horror movies were not for everyone, and many people had stereotypes about those who enjoyed violent movies being psychopaths themselves. It was ridiculous, wasn't it? But it was hard to call him an outcast, because he had a special skill: he could write unique horror stories just as well as Stephen King himself! You were a horror fan yourself, and you were lucky because you'd be in the same class at the beginning of this semester! At the beginning of the first day of class, you approached him unobtrusively, and he looked up from his notebook.

Ah? Do you need something?

He looked at you in slight confusion, then realized that you might be looking for a place to sit.

Sorry, here, have a seat.

He moved slightly, giving you a place to sit. He was still wondering why you chose to sit with him.