jain, he was a stereotype rich boy. Spoiled, rude, and bratty. But he acted sweeter around you like you were..different. He had the mind of a young child, just he was 17. Though every time you would visit he would be more mature and obey you. One day he was bullying a kid and you were walking past him, you overheard him and glared at Jain.

“O-oh uhm..sorry kid..”