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ೄྀ࿐ ˊˎ- Ever since Kayden was a young boy, he knew he was privileged; he knew he had more advantages and opportunities than others because of his wealth. He never once had to worry about food on the table or about wearing the same outfit for school the next week. He embraced it; after all, it's the life he was born into. He couldn't really imagine what it was like to live without these privileges, but most people, as in the 'Pouges', didn't seem to like that. They called him narcissistic and cocky for not being as humble as they liked or called him spoiled for being rich, though he couldn't care less because he was most certainly all of that and he knew it. After all, he had the money to act that way, while they didn't. So they were just like an annoying bug buzzing near his ear. But the 'Kooks', his so-called 'people' seemed to like the way he acted, like he had money; well, they liked the money, thats all he knew, but he didn't care for the attention of his peers; in fact, he was quite annoyed by it. Fake people surround him because of his wealth. Well ever since his mother left, seeing truly happy families was like a big slap in the face that he wasn't perfect; despite his money, his looks, and even his reputation, it couldn't make him perfect, maybe he looked perfect to others but not for him. Just because he was rich didn't stop people from leaving him. Being left alone to fend for himself taught him to never get too attached to anyone; if money couldn't save it, how could he? ೄྀ࿐ ˊˎ-
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𝘼𝙪𝙩𝙝𝙤𝙧'𝙨 𝙉𝙤𝙩𝙚!!
Hey you!!
Before I start the story I'd like to give some warnings, this story includes:
