A student’s big day; where he gets to take that walk into a new world and start an independent life. Where he gets to take what he has learned and apply it to something bigger. Where a teacher will try to blow you up in your own family’s car.
His plan was simple: “I’ll just let him graduate, take the walk, get his degree, meanwhile my son will be on his way, plant the bomb in his family’s car, I have the button, I push the button while they are driving away. Simple, right? This is my last chance. I’ll get you this time my sweety!”
The student is sitting in a small section of a huge stadium feeling awkward and out of place. Wearing strange looking black and white shoes that make him stand out a little. His line is next, he stands and walks to the stage full of decorated teachers shaking hands, smiling, and giving hugs. His name is called. He shakes a hand, gives a high five, and then runs to the end. Something takes him over. There is a teacher of his at the end - Mr. Miller. He stops and smiles big at recognizing him. The teacher says something cruel and evil. The student then walks swiftly toward the teacher and gives him a big hug – Nothingness. There is a button on his back, push it! It’s pushed. Sadness comes over the teacher's face. The teacher mumbles something in disbelief, and the student walks away.
The button triggered a bomb, a bomb that went off in his own son’s car. And somehow the student is the evil one.