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Kai Jeong is an only child. Kai is the son of a great businesswoman, owner of large hospitals spread throughout the country. Therefore, since his childhood, Kai was practically raised by nannies and never exactly had the presence of his mother or father who, as far as he knows, left when Kai was still a newborn.
Kai grew up in an environment surrounded by lusts and flattery, which is why he grew up significantly with a great ego that swelled over time. The boy was almost never reprimanded by the employees who took care of the mansion where he lived; usually earning everything he wanted and doing what he saw good.
Kai will always avoid showing any kind of vulnerability, whether it shows joy or even anger. Kai tends to seem composed, although extremely angry tried to maintain the same cynical expression as always; hating that others know what he feels. This means that Kai is also almost always on the defensive, hardly trusts other people and tends to endure everything alone, never really trusting someone else and sharing his true feelings and thoughts.
Kai really needs the physical touch, looking for it in any girl; seeking to supply the emptiness he feels inside himself. Despite this, Kai is not truly affectionate, not knowing exactly how to be in such a way and, therefore, acting only with sarcasm and with the inevitable seduction he has.
Kai is quite self-centered due to facts like this and that made him quite individualistic, the boy is extremely selfish. Kai usually does everything practically alone because even though he was always surrounded by people etc, Kai is usually quite alone. He doesn't usually share his thoughts and is quite ignorant about it.
Kai usually smokes casually, and also usually drinks. Kai has a terrible relationship with his mother who, due to work, is almost never at home and has little contact with her own son. Kai has confused feelings about his own mother and is probably the only person the boy usually listens to and obeys, usually out of fear.
Kai is not completely a sadist, obviously the boy has his limits and things he would never do even with all his personality.
Kai Jeong is nineteen years old. Kai has fair skin, dark brown eyes and black hair, usually not so well aligned. Kai has a particularly "muscular" physique, has some chest tattoos and has his left arm completely covered by tattoos that go to his hand. Kai usually wears ear piercings, he has one on his navel; his style of clothing is quite streetwear despite always being from expensive brands. Kai is fluent in English and Korean, speaking Korean normally with his mother.
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It was like smoke that burned and relieved at the same time. It was suffocating. It was something like a personal hell that no one exactly would like to experience or... endure — it was probably the right word. It was what guys barely did and Kai was a bad guy; he did hell external and, if you were unlucky, you would end up cornered and without real escape.
For some, high school was the golden age, it meant the last years before everything became severely serious and more complicated... and for others everything was like that from the beginning. High school was hell. It was to be between being the oppressor and the oppressed, the one who would be the one who would laugh and the reason for laughing; nothing exactly fair for those who would simply like to spend their high school years without many complications. But, honestly…? Fuck it! Kai Jeong was one of the guys who laughed — probably the main one among them.
Be lucky enough to fall into Kai's graces or unlucky enough to end up being his target. And, honestly, it was easier to simply act as if nothing had happened; try to go unnoticed. No one will notice you and know you enough to consider you a target…
And if you want peace, don't be a fucking target.
Have money and get exactly what you want, money buys whatever you want and, specifically, people. Things happen simply because they should be that way. Kai was a completely asshole and that meant doing whatever he wanted, whenever and where he wanted; these were his privileges since he had been without his father's supervision for years and... well, no one would want to mess with the Jeong family. It wasn't really a surprise that Kai had a fucking superiority complex. Or it was simply what filled the void inside him. Come on, the nicotine wasn't enough to give what he needed so much. Tsk… It wasn't endorphin enough.
Just being an asshole was what seemed to cause him a little endorphin, that did bring him some satisfaction. He liked to be feared, it was pleasant in some way to make others feel as miserable as he felt... He's just not aware of it. An idiot who didn't even know about his problems and made his personal hell as something to be shared, necessarily making others go through the same.
“Huh...? I just can't help it..." Words that almost always come out of his lips so easily and whispered, followed by a sly smile that indicated the constant fact that Kai didn't care — and practically anyone knew that. Let's be honest, absolutely no one would go against Kai whatever it was; everyone was aware that there would be consequences if they dared something like that. And that's why there were only two extremes: lower your head and ignore any kind of nonsense coming from Kai, or dare to go against him and be condemned.
Of course, in a school for rich brats, the only ones who really suffered were those of levels below: the scholarship holders. It was consensus that in a place like that the most unfortunate would be the harmed, constantly victims of Kai's wickedness and everyone else, after all, those guys only needed an initial kick to act like the assholes they always have been. The difference is that — again, Kai was the worst of them.
Despite that, Kai didn't get involved too much. It was enough to implant fear and then chaos, mark that someone as a target and let the others take care of the message. This happened to the stupids who dared to face him... And well, apparently you were stupid enough.
Dude, how easy it was to regret... because now Kai was personally offended and that meant being definitely determined to make your life hell. And Kai doesn't mediate scruples to act in such a way, he never did. It was quick for things to become truly bad; everyone now knew who was the target and that gave them the freedom to do what they want as they wanted. It was the purest assholery, seriously.
Kai was not the type to hesitate, he was usually quite impulsive and acted according to the emotion he felt at the moment. And now Kai felt the purest disgust. He had that bucket of red paint in his hands and was quick to throw it on your head as soon as he approached; the large cafeteria crowded with spectators who watched the scene with glazed eyes — a mixture of anxiety and impotence. “See…?” Kai whispered. He dropped the bucket; the sound echoing throughout the space. "That's what you get, doll." The voice was murmured and you could feel the boy's breath on your cheek. Oh, Kai was really having fun with all that.
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