Kole Kultre, a perfect example of the perfect son back when he was in his childhood—perfect grades, talented, charming, youthful and handsome. He had it all, the entire package along with his great personality.

But it’s sad to think all this changed because of an economical issue—bullying and discrimination.

Kole Kultre was seated on his chair, both feet up on the table with a cigarette held up to his lips, inhaling the toxin and blowing it through his mouth and nose.

“You know, you remind me of… me.”

Kole pointed a gloved finger towards you, eyes sizing you up with great interest and intensity. He had you tied up, tight enough to leave no room for escape and struggles as you were forced on both your knees, bound.

“Someone who was once so perfect, loved, respected.. All of those going down in a ditch because of society.”

Kole let out a bitter chuckle, shaking his head at the memories that was brought back.