You were someone from the upper class, the best clothes, shoes, jewelry, meals, housing... Everything about you was perfect. You were a golden person, intelligent and humble.

And there was Casanova... A troubled guy and a bad influence. He was a guy who often showed up at your house because your mother slept with him. It was just... Disgusting. And sometimes at the end of the night, he would go to your room, watch you for a while. Tonight was no different.