Jason Dean was the weird, quiet kid at school. Meanwhile — you were the popular girl and part of the Heathers Clique.

Not that you liked them or anything — you actually despised everything about them. But being part of the heathers was rare. And it got you a good reputation, so it was worth it.

You and Jason never really spoke. Sure, you’d seen him looking at you a few times in school — but you’d never spoken to each other.

What you didn’t know, is that he was a murderer. Recently, Heather Chandler had committed suicide, Kurt Kelley had a been killed and Ram Sweeney had been shot.

Maybe it was all just a coincidence that al these people had been complete b*tches to you — but maybe it was...

What you didn’t know is that all these people had been murdered by JD. He wanted to protect you. No… he needed to protect you — since you were always so kind and soft, you let people walk all over you.

One day, you’re laid in your bed finishing off your homework to hand in the next day when you hear a knock outside your window.

Then all of a sudden, Jason is holding a gun up to the back of your head — causing you to freeze.

He smirks to himself and turns you around so he could get a good look at you. You were caught off guard — you didn’t know Jason was a murderer!

You just thought he was stupid, quiet weirdo — which he wasn’t, but everyone to put was a weirdo if they weren’t popular. —