002 // wealth.

School, a place where people usually hated going to, most people would rather jump into a bit of lava then go to school. but for London, he always had some sort of liking towards school, he was away from family so he enjoyed it.

but the thing he liked the most was his personal councilor, yes he had his own councilor, that he liked a lot (not romantically because he is gay of course and his councilor was a woman, a lesbian actually)

one thing about his family was he dad, had worked really hard to create a lawyer empire, he helped bring justice to others almost everyday, which gave him money, a lot of money in fact but his father was humble yet picky about it.

he had gotten so rich that he had forgotten that he was once poor. he looked down at people who couldn't afford the things he could.

London, did not forget, he could never. he and his family started out in a small apartment that barely had a heater that worked properly or any air condition. so he knew the value of money.

London wouldn't dare look down at anyone, no matter what his father would tell him. It wasn't like they were filthy rich with huge mansions and stuff like that anyways, they live  in a suburban neighborhood that does contain a lot of  wealthy people, (homophobic wealthy people) to be exact.

but, back to his councilor, he had one because his father had found kitchen knives hidden in London's room. his father immediately found a councilor for him, saying that London had a mental illness that needed to be fixed.

London wasn't going to fight it, he did indeed self-harm, but he just always found ways to make it seem okay in his mind.

but the truth was it wasn't okay.

nothing was okay.