∆Non Compos Mentis Of a Troubled Adolescent∆

Bitch, don't kill my vibe.

The blow of intoxicating chemicals flowing in the air, molecules exploding. Alois dropped and smudged his last cigarette onto the ground. His phone from his pocket rings, (ringtone is a crowd cheering as he's a very narcissistic person. Loves to be appreciated for his "work"). It's 3:54am, he's walking home from having too much fun with his friends.

"Fucking hell," Alois groaned slightly. Alois picks up his phone and answers, "Hey.. what's up."

"Alois. Your father has been looking for you. Where the hell are you?" Alois' mother panics through the phone.

"I'm coming from home!" "Jesus christ. Bitch won't take a break.." Alois mumbles. "Call dad to come back.. I was out with friends, again." Now Alois has a family history of bringing back boyfriends from different countries and greeting them to his parents, purposely trying to be the good boy the parents that thought he was. Ever since he was about.. twelve. Alois hung up and slides the phone into his pocket.  Has been a transfer student from South Korea and France. He's had a long time interest in national experience. The reason for his magical traveling is that basically his parents just have money and time. He heads toward the fanciest house in all of London. He's pretty damn lucky.

A silver Mercedes drives up to the dark silhouette, that would be Alois. The right window of the passenger's seat rolled down and appeared a long and tall face, Alois' father. The head with luscious platinum blonde hair glued on (not literally glued on his head) turned at the dark, upset face.

  The eyes of a slightly confused father, icy dark blue orbs glared at him with an intense stare.

"I've looked in other neighborhoods trying to find your ass." The blonde's father spitted out. He tends to react better when to be called father.

Alois smiled widely and clenched his fists. "Tch. Didn't mom call you? I was out with...friends."

Long fingers reached for the handle of the car's passengers seat door. Thin legs stepped in the car, taking the rest of Alois' body inside the transporting mobile. Alois looked down at his feet with a mope. He was disappointed of his word of choice and quickly shaked it off, like what he always does when instantly regretting past behavior. Alois was droven back to his house, got out of the car, went in his house and from there, took a bath.

Here's some details on what's been happening in this maddened teen.
Alois has been dating this much older man taken by the name Claude. They've dated since last Christmas which was the day they met. Former boyfriends of Alois were known pretty well as high classed figures. One of them is the asthma-filled "smol" Ciel. The relationship became so derenged that poor Ciel moved to a far located private school that held gifted students. The bluette stated "It just needed to happen. It needed to end as well, saving my sanity."