Steve clicked on the link "Males, 23-40." Instantly, he was taken to a page with dozens -- if not hundreds -- pictures of men. He scrolled through the list to explore the options. Yes, he might have been an high school senior but he felt much more mature than most of his peers. He could see himself enjoying a different life very much. Maybe one of an management consultant at a international firm. Or a wealthy business owner with a beautiful wife and living somewhere where there is actually things to do. Steve doubted those kinds of people would want out of their own lives though. There was almost no reason why they should be here on this website but... it didn't hurt to try!
After scrolling through the results a bit he realized that he probably shouldn't feel too self-conscious about his own life though. The vast majority of profiles were of men who were either life failures and bitter or young and unmotivated. There was far more fat and ugly people than what he would expect if browsing through a normal cross section of the society. He considered narrowing down his search. Maybe that way he could filter...
Suddenly a movement in the corner of his eye distracted him from what he was doing.
"Holy shit... It worked" he heard a voice he didn't recognize. He turned his slowly head to see a...