How is it we can just live the way we do? Can people honestly be content with riches and cars and fame? I really don’t see it. Seeing the wealthy with smiles on their faces when they have never had to lift a finger makes me sick. These are the words of the heir to Matsumori Electronics: a company no one hasn’t heard of.

Try being surrounded by people who only want something from you for fifteen years. To people who are poor, days where you could bathe in money if you wished it so was the ideal world. I believe there was a saying, “Those who don‘t help don‘t eat.” I suppose you wouldn’t want to become one of the two-faced liars and hypocrites you despise. Real friends with whom you can rely are unfortunately nonexistent in my case. I can’t even trust my own mother. If my father were here, I’m sure she would be much less controlling (especially because she‘d have no power over the company).

Today is the dreaded first day of the school year. It is also my first day of high school. I think my classmates will want to get to know the world-renowned “pretty-boy heartthrob” that is bound to be loaded with cash (excuse my narcissistic description of myself, but I overheard people saying that about me). I also believe these same people will try to use this to their advantage. I mean, I don’t want to get bullied, blackmailed, or anything of the sort. To prevent this, I spent my vacation studying aikido for violent encounters. In addition, I will avoid attachment to the entire student body (unless they have my absolute trust). I strive for perfection, so I’m not sure anyone will be able to meet my standards, anyway.

I’m not so sure everything will happen according to what I think, since I have been home schooled since I was in diapers and know next to nothing about society. But it’s worth a shot, right? Maybe there will be some trustworthy people at school. Que sera, sera. Wish me luck!