"I'm supposed to be the hero, becoming the king of the prom is what I was born for, according to my parents. I was born to be the best so I could surpass my dad one day, so I could become the next President of the company. I need to be crowned king, at any cost." In front of his mirror, his reflex was slowly changing, showing him what he desired: the crowd cheering for him, his boyfriend beside him, taking his hand, and the shiny crown on his head. He started laughing as his tears fall down his cheeks drowning all his insecurities away and driving his mind onto the madness that started to fill his mind. "Everyone, down on your knees before the king!" TW: Murder, violence, blood, death, major character death, psychological abuse, obsession, angst Prinxiety as main ship. Songfic based on "The Ballad of Sara Berry". DISCLAIMER: The characters are property of Thomas Sanders and his team.