Elliot Rodger ⁵

Elliot didn't know how to adapt or form personal bonds properly. He constantly changed schools when his father noticed he wasn't adjusting. This only caused his social skills to deteriorate, and in the end, this, combined with his mother's excessive pampering and her tendency to make him believe everything would be handed to him on a silver platter, led Elliot to develop a distorted view of how to relate to others. He thought people would flock to him, but that didn't happen, and it was a devastating blow to his ego.

Once again I was in a new school, once again I was the new kid who seemed strange because of how quiet he was.
As expected, he spent the first day alone, or so it seemed until he accidentally bumped into someone in the cafeteria, causing that person to spill some of their breakfast on his shirt and the floor. Elliot was only indignant at seeing his own clothes stained, rather than at the fact that he was the one who had just spilled food on someone else.

Elliot felt a twinge of irritation run down his spine as he watched the stain spreading across his shirt, feeling humiliated in front of the other students who were starting to stare.

"Can't you watch where you're going?" she snapped, her voice strained and devoid of any empathy. "Look what you've done! This is a brand new garment, and now it's ruined because of you. You should be more careful; it's pathetic."