From my description I sound boring, tragic and not worth your time, but you are so wrong to think that's the end. There is a hidden me far different from what meets the eye. If I were to define myself, I would go with. I am a book-smart, unsocial, glasses guy, homey, in short, a geek. Many see me this way. Majority assumes me to be this way. But that is for what the view from the second person might be, but to get it from the first person's point of view, me, I would say I love horror games, I am just smart not always on books. Well, I never take extra studies. I love very loud electric music. I am a fan of art and culture. And I have a secret identity. So, this story will be based on my second Identity.
Then let us begin the second introduction. My name is Jadon. The reason I say it now is because I speculate that not many even know the daytime me. At least no one calls me by name at school. I love coding and collecting red paintings.
I could easily hack into security cameras or files and expose them via the dark web. It would make its way up to the public sooner or later. I believe close to a dozen political figures lost their jobs because of me. A few reasons were that their sons and daughters bullied me at school and the easiest way to get rid of them was to get their parents involved in a scandal. No, Let's rephrase that. Dig out their buried scandals. Another was just my job. of securing files safely so they could never be hacked. It was an odd job for a hacker. But living and making a living are two different things.
As long as I can remember, I loved the color red. I love red roses, red paint, red clothes and shoes, red lights, red everything. I had a friend. We grew up together but later had to split. I loved my quiet life where there was no one to interfere with my hobby of the color red. We never really cut ties. He would text to ask for dinner at his house or an activity which suited my tastes. And so on. He grew to become the underworld boss and I grew to become his right-hand man. It was a twisted relationship. What's not twisted in life? He was my best friend, Caleb. It was through him I became so obsessed with red.