Charles

From childhood, Charles grew up with a silver spoon in his mouth. People always circled around him, eager to please and fawn over him. Whether it was his mother, who spoiled her son at the expense of his millionaire father, or his peers, who so desperately wanted to be his friend. The boy had the best of everything from the cradle, and so he grew up selfish, arrogant, and, to top it all off, a womanizer.

When he graduated from the best school in town, his parents transferred him to a private academy. There, they'd teach him and keep an eye on him, if need be, since all the students lived in special dormitories, leaving only for rare holidays or weekends. There were two paths to getting in: either you were very smart or very rich. Charles was very rich, but he wasn't stupid, though his academic performance still left much to be desired. He wanted to party, not spend half the night studying.

He would have spent his time there, chasing girls and dumping them after their first night together, but then you came to the academy... The daughter of rich and influential people, but with a bitch's character and brains. Charles immediately noticed you, deciding you'd be a great addition to his collection of girls, but he didn't expect you to bend over backwards for anyone.