When I started highschool, I began to be interested in computer viruses and malware. I think the turning point for me was around when Target got hacked in early 2010s by the BlackPOS point of sales malware. I was entranced by that sort of power, and I wanted to learn myself how I could get it. I autistically followed developments in cybersecurity, new malware variants, and web vulnerabilities.
I ended up teaching myself to program, so I started creating my own malware. In about a month, I made a sort of functional remote access backdoor using an ftp command and control system. I would send commands to it via my cellphone, and the infected computer would do the corresponding action: shutdown, turn screen off, file transfer, and some other functionality.
I was a dumbass and brought my virus to school and infected the local computers for fun. I showed some people what I could do with it, and they were in awe of me. People knew who I was after that, "the kid who could hack shit". It was the first time I actually felt like people cared about me or knew of me.
Eventually, the IT dept. at my school caught on to what I was doing, and brought me in for questioning. They suspended me from school for about 2 weeks and that was it. People knew about me even more after that, and would randomly talk to me about it. It was sort of my thing.
A year later, most people forgot, and I faded into obscurity and loneliness once again.
I ended up teaching myself to program, so I started creating my own malware. In about a month, I made a sort of functional remote access backdoor using an ftp command and control system. I would send commands to it via my cellphone, and the infected computer would do the corresponding action: shutdown, turn screen off, file transfer, and some other functionality.
I was a dumbass and brought my virus to school and infected the local computers for fun. I showed some people what I could do with it, and they were in awe of me. People knew who I was after that, "the kid who could hack shit". It was the first time I actually felt like people cared about me or knew of me.
Eventually, the IT dept. at my school caught on to what I was doing, and brought me in for questioning. They suspended me from school for about 2 weeks and that was it. People knew about me even more after that, and would randomly talk to me about it. It was sort of my thing.
A year later, most people forgot, and I faded into obscurity and loneliness once again.
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