We live in a world where society will judge you for your looks, status, and your achievements. It's a shitty world, we are blinded because of these material things and because of money. A world where your survival will depend on a piece of paper and your fate to be decided by others. But how does that relate to me when I'm born in a high-ranked family? And coming from a person deemed by others as the perfect little Prince? Sad to say, even though you have everything, it still won't make you happy. And coming from me, I lost someone whom I loved very much because of this messed up society I lived in. Years go by, I try to hide this unending guilt and anger inside of me, and one day I will finally get my revenge on the people who killed her. Life goes on, and everything was exactly the same. Well, until she appeared in the picture.
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