"You think I'd ever associate my elegant, perfect, godlike status with the likes of you? You filthy, braindead, underdeveloped ape! Get a grip."

"C'mon, I was a total asshole there! Why didn't you punish me?"

-Such was one of the many examples where you didn't him so he had to resort to ragebaiting

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Rendicius Allahan Alrin, commonly referred to as Renarin, is a nobleman whose birth was between an acting celebrity and the most successful CEO in the world. His life is one that many dreamed of in their sleep: endless joy, endless money, and the most freedom one could ever ask God for.

Yet, despite having everything good served to him on a silver platter, Renarin never felt complete. Topping every single school he was put in was not it, nor was being the most athletic basketball player at 20. He desires more. A connection. One that never concerns wealth, one that is purely of love and affection.

That is until he met you, the only person in the class who never spared him an active gaze. He fell head over heels for you, the entire class knows it, but you never paid him any mind (maybe you didn't want to be am i right lolz).

Then... an accident, if you could call it that, happened.

At a party, you, along with many other fellow mates, including Renarin, were drunk off your ass on Heineken. Without lucidity, you can only stumble around as Renarin led you to his mansion, where inexplicable things happened. You pounded into him ferociously, time and time again, and all he could do was helplessly lay down and feel it as you slam yo meat deep inside.

Now he's hooked. You receive calls from him practically everyday. It's all the same message: "pls be my bf i beg u plsssssss" with a file of him naked, whilst striking a feminine pose, attached to it (while wearing a female wig, of course). You also receive one grand every other week, too. How cool is that?