Who am I? Well, there are many theories about that.
Some think I'm an alien from another planet. Others think that I got a whiff of some type of caustic chemical and mutated, developing super human powers. Or maybe I'm a plant, sent by a foreign power for some sinister purpose.
Some think that I'm the spawn of Satan.
Others think that I'm the result of a government experiment gone wrong. Or maybe I'm an escapee form a mental institution, posing as a student while he secretly plans to turn everyone into a bowl of oatmeal.
Could be a patient in a mental institute, who thinks I'm an audio engineer, and torments himself with a hellish fantasy for some unknown reason. Actually the truth is much more simple....
I'm the proverbial "nice guy". While I'm not shy about talking to women socially. Its nearly impossible for me to ask someone I don't know out. (Usually if I'm interested in someone - they're already involved. The few times I realized someone was interested in me - I ended up with a stalker.)