Dear Jaca Kendall, Your life has been so easy for you, every decision you've made has been correct. You're one of the lucky ones Everyone loves you, your family is happy and healthy, your friends' days are brightened as soon as you enter the room. They're a few of the lucky ones. You have everything ever. A nice fancy college, the greatest friends ever, they even spell your name correctly when you go get a drink. You also live in The City of Merit, Oratin, the greatest city ever I guess. I don't have that, I'm just any run-of-a-mill schmuck. Sitting in class worrying about how if I even make the slightest wrong step, my whole world could fall apart. You don't have to worry about that, you've never had to worry about anything. I know everything about you. Your family, your friends, likes and dislikes, your relationship status, and even where you go every day. I have a question. Do you even know everything about yourself? Because I do. It's funny, I know everything about you, yet you don't even know that I exist. But that can change. Can't wait to see you here in Goldcrest. Sincerely, R. Lierer