Wicked smart. Insanely good with numbers at a very early age. Also a star athlete throughout high school and college. Golden child, could do no wrong.

He punched me in the face the day after I was born and made my childhood a living hell. Not a single empathetic bone in his body. I generally tried to stay the fuck away from him because he was legitimately evil. Told his friends that he wanted to kill me, and then they told me. Parents didn’t give a shit, especially after my guidance counselor outed me as gay to them.

I’m in my 30’s and still trying to heal from the insanity. It’s been years since I went no-contact and his voice and his face is still tripping me up in my head.

But yeah, now he works for one of the richest people in the world. Evil attracts evil, I guess.