Everything about him was a lie, every word he had ever said, he's a liar. Matthew Murdock, the man who lies. A blind man, being the most untrustworthy is an oxymoron, you expect blind people to be pittiful, weak, a person they could walk past and never think that blind man'stiding something big But no, Matthew is nothing like what you'd think. He harbors the biggest secret of all, from the people he hold the most dear. He has hid, for many years, that he can see in everyway they can't. He can hear halfway across the city, smell food from weeks ago on someones clothes, he can see with everything but his eyes, and yet he hides this. To some, if they knew, this would be considered a gift. But to Matt it's the worst thing that happened. It started off his life alone, his father died, he lost his sight, he was forced to train himself to fight in a war he knew almost nothing about, and for what?
All because he lost his sight and enhanced the others senses.
This wasn't what he wanted with his life. It isn't what his father would have wanted. He never did truly know who he was, until he met Franklin Nelson, or Foggy for short. They were college roomates, Matt was scared he was terrified that Foggy would treat him like everyone else did, as a frail and weak blind man. But that's not what happened. In fact Foggy was the nicest and most sincere person Matt had ever met, beside his father of course. Foggy never forced help onto Matt he asked first, if Matt said yes Foggy would help. After time Foggy started to develop habits like telling Matt to cross or telling him if people were nodding at him. Then graduation and Matt was scared that people won’t accept a blind lawyer, until Foggy helped him, they got the job together. The first firm they joined crammed them into a small office and gave them almost nothing. So they left, they started their own firm, Nelson and Murdock, Foggy’s name had to be first in Matt opinion. So they got their first client, Karen, and that became a new friendship, a new connection, a new person to lie to. Now Matt stumbles into his home late at night, more times than none with bruised or broken ribs and bruised knuckles, alone and he’d flop into his bed relieved that he’ll at least get to see Foggy and Karen the next morning. He hated lying to them, hated the feeling, he hated when his dad did it, when Stick did it. He hates liars, which is hypocritical considering he is one. Matt wanted to tell them, eventually, instead Foggy found out on his own. Matt knew Foggy would be pissed but he didn’t expect him to leave and quit the firm. Leave Matt behind, that seems to happen a lot, people leaving Matt behind. His mother did, his father too, now Karen and Foggy. Matt had, has, no one. He is alone, they have all left him. Now, as he stands on a roof in Hells Kitchen, listening for the wrong doers of the city he hears Foggy’s voice in the back of his mind, yelling, screaming, telling him how bad of a friend he is. And Matt cries, he cries for Foggy, never himself, he can’t pity someone who doesn’t need special treatment. Matt loved Foggy. No, Matt loves Foggy, he just wished Foggy saw it too, he wished that their friendship didn’t go the way it did. He just wants his best friend back.