I can't stand most of the people at my school, because they fall into the "you have no clue how privileged you are" circle. Seriously, these people have millionaire parents and they spend their time moaning about how much they hate their life and spend their free time shooting up off-campus. And then, as has been the case recently with one of these cocks, their parents buy them cars before they can even legally drive.
There is one person who arrived at this school at the beginning of term last September who immediately stood out like a sore thumb. Spiky hair and kind of a chavvy accent. Naturally I didn't give a shit because it's me (and I'm just now realising how judgemental that sounds

), and he's an extremely nice guy, so we occasionally run into one another and have lunch. The question on everyone's minds, of course, is how he can actually afford to be at school here. Well... Apparently his family won the lottery early last year, and they were living on the local council estate at the time.
That's a guy I respect. People should take a lesson from him.
Jam it back in, in the dark.