Prologue: The Nerd's Diary
Dear Diary,
I don’t make mistakes.
I don’t fail, ever.
I am a star pupil.
I don’t get distracted by females. I don’t opt out of studying to jerk off at the thought of said females. Nor do I carelessly forget to complete a project that cost half my grade.
I planned ahead for every possible bump in my road to success. Down to what I will do should I catch a virus and find myself spiraling in the midst of a pandemic.
She’s a variable I did not consider. And why would I? Really. She weaseled her way into my life, my dreams, my thoughts, and the problem is, I like her now. Too. Fucking. Much.
I can’t stand the thought of Paul or any other scumbag getting his hands on her because she’s too polite to reject him.
I can’t have her. No one else can, either.
But I can keep her. All. To. My. Self.
I have enough self control not to do anything I’ll regret… after this.
I swear,
Wilbur.
