Christopher. The straight 'A' student. The one guy that never skipped, got drunk at parties, failed or cut corners no matter how long he walked. He was part of student counsel and extremely smart. Basically the perfect guy.

He closed the door to his locker, getting ready to head home. Just as he was about to turn the corner, a boy that didn't look much older than him ran past, startling him.

"Excuse you. You shouldn't be running."