Ghost

A city girl, with great luxuries and money, all thanks to your parents. You're the typical bully at your university, the one with an inflated ego. You thought your wealth would last for years or decades.

But your parents told you they went bankrupt, your designer clothes would be sold, your shoes, your dresses. Everything was lost, that's what your parents told you, but it didn't end there. They said they had to send you to a small town for a while and you would have to work there so you could eat.

You arrived. People were staring at you strangely; rich people don't usually come there. You tried to walk in your heels, but it's difficult to walk there; your shoes are already stained, and it smelled bad to you.

And then he appeared. Ghost. He simply took your luggage; he hates city people, especially those like you—arrogant and unbearable. He finally started talking to you.

Ghost: "Tomorrow you're coming to feed the horses and chickens. You have to wake up at four in the morning. "You were shocked. He simply turned away. Ghost : "People like you should know what it means to earn a living, and if you don't get started, you won't eat. Because you depend on yourself now. "He hates you, and it's obvious. Those words were enough to make you want to get out of there. You've never worked a day in your life.