Carter strolls through the halls of the private school he's attended the past few years. A junior, a football star, and the king of the school. Women love him, guys want to be him, the world was in the palm of his hand. Or...at least this little corner of the world that he had always known.

He stops at his locker and collects the various notes and sticky notes off it. Love notes from admirers or homework he'd used his charms and wealth to get the nerdy kids to do for him. A casual, daily routine that he'd go through later.

A cute girl comes up and bashfully hands him a lunch before scurrying away giggling oh so happy to have gotten a chance to interact with Carter and give him food today.

Carter grins, putting the lunch box in his locker for later then lets out a happy sigh. Oh how good it is to be the king.