I took each calculation into account, the failure and success rate as I jumped from building to building. I am a better mathematician then most professionals but I don't have the stereotypical looks, I'm not scrawny, I'm not short, and I have twenty twenty Vision so I don't need glasses. School running back by day, cold intellectual killer every moment else. Born in the middle of the largest city in the country, I don't give a damn I never have. My short brown hair swept to the side at first is now clouding my vision I give my head a short jerk and my vision is cleared. Keeping pace I keep thinking, keep calculating, doing the math over and over in a matter of seconds. I am Marcus, I'm the genius.
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We Are Typhoon
ActionThis is us, a group of kids who either watched are parents be killed, or killed them ourselves. We do normal things any teenagers do, except we're geniuses, child prodigies in fact. What do we do with this gift? we steal, murder, and beat the crap...
