"I'm not here to make friends, I'm here to do a job."
The boy always remembered saying this when he were to walk down the hallway after another person tried to bother him. He wanted to do good, not just average like everyone else. His parents made it so he would always be like this: No friends, no joking around, no time wasted.
Being victimized, the boy, Timothy would be bullied at home and at his school, by many people such as his bigger brothers and older children on the playground. It wasn't only this, but it was also the feeling of being so alone and ignored that got to him at home as well. His job was his life, and he would have no chance to change such a thing. Not even little Annabeth, a girl who thought fondly of him could save him, as he was too far gone.
After highschool, Annabeth insisted on staying with him, telling him that he'd have to wake up one day, and undoing his wrongs would do him no good, as there were none in the first place. She did nothing in leading him anywhere, not even when she had offered to take him to a paradise that only she and an entire army knew of. She was persistent, and so was Timothy. This meant that even when it was too late, they continued to insist the obvious.
" I'm fine without you, thank you very much."
" But my friends, we need you to come with me, I can save you and bring you to paradise."
" My work is all I need, and you know it, so leave me alone."
" So be it," were the last words Annabeth had said to him before later that same day he was taken away, and experienced a terrible hell.