I never noticed Johnny before,

nothing other than his greasy hair

and eyes tainted like purple bruises.

It’s strange how small he seemed

at a towering six feet.

He was always easy to forget,

even as top of the class

and the resident tech genius.

It’s weird how his soft voice and stutter

made him so easy to ignore.

“How could I not have noticed Johnny?”

He commands so much attention now,

with a gun in his hand.