** Rated M for mature content including, but not limited to, violence, blood, coarse language, sensual situations, and drug use. Read at your own discretion. **
Life had always been relatively normal for Jasper Huston...that is, up until his Sophomore year of High School. Jasper was always more on the quiet side, with a small handful of very close friends. He wasn't unhappy with that though, as he loved his friends dearly, and enjoyed the company and companionship that they provided to him. The problems started to arise when he started to realize his mixed feelings when it came to relationships. He was starting to realize that he didn't mind the gender of the person, so long as their personality was one that he enjoyed. He was starting to fall for people based on the way they treated him, and the way that they acted around him. It was no longer about gender. Once he began to realize this, he also started to realize that it would turn his life slightly sideways.
The few friends that he did have, started to decrease in numbers. He left high school with only two close friends, but he decided that he was still happy. It proved to him who was still truly there for him, and who would stick by his side no matter what choice he made on his sexuality. Aside from friendships, there was one more problem that he had. He was off to college, in a new city, to start over fresh. It was exciting, but also terrifying, as he would be leaving behind his mother and his younger sister. His mother's encouragement was what kept his going though, and the fear he had towards college progressively diminished until he was finally moved onto campus.
The first few weeks of college flew by, and Jasper was starting to get the hang of this new life. He felt more comfortable, both in the new setting and even in his own skin. He felt less judged, and a lot more accepted in this new environment. He knew it was only a matter of time before things would start to go downhill..but he was hoping the good would last at least a bit longer.
It was about a month into the first semester before he decided he wanted to begin exploring the area surrounding the campus. He made sure he had his essential items before he headed off campus, choosing to walk since he didn't have a car of his own to take. His wavy, slightly curly black hair was pushed back under a snapback, and his large, square glasses stayed propped up on the bridge of his nose. He had headphones pressed over his ears, and his bright blue eyes searched the area as he walked, taking in the new sights and keeping note of the restaurants and shopping centers just off campus.
He was so fascinated in the new scenery that he hardly noticed that he had stumbled into a darker, less sunny side of town. The shopping centers morphed into tattoo parlors, and the small restaurants became broken down, old gas stations. It wasn't until he came across a dead end in the road that it finally clicked. He realized then that he should turn and head home, and he didn't waste time in returning the way he had come. However, not far down the street was a small group of men that he didn't remember passing on the way there. He made the wise decision to cross the street, hands tucking into his hoodie pocket as he ducked his head to stay as inconspicuous as possible.
His attempt failed however, and he could easily hear a shout from over his shoulder. His eyes lifted at the sound, and he made the mistake of glancing back over his shoulder at the group. They were already gaining on him, and as soon as he was about to run, a hand grabbed his wrist. Not even a second later, he felt the cold bricks of a building against his back. "Wadda' we got 'ere, huh?" One of the three guys practically spat in Jasper's face, the man's grip on his wrist beginning to get painful. "Looks a lot to me like one a them college meats," Another cackled, and Jasper could feel the hairs on the back of his neck start to raise. "I..I just want to pass..-" The college boy tried to speak, but a hand came across his cheek before he could finish his shaky sentence. A second hit quickly followed the first, and the laughter of the men started to fill Jasper's ears as he cowered down and attempted to shy away from the hits. He couldn't do much in terms of fighting back, since he was horribly outnumbered. He could only hope that someone would pass by and take pity on him.