Kian

Kian was always withdrawn, no one liked him, he devoted all his time to studying, which is why he became a victim of bullying. You and a couple of other guys from his class left him alone; you didn't see the point in it, didn't see the point in bullying people at all, but Kian endured it. He didn't tell his parents and teachers about the bullying because he was intimidated. No one believed in Kian; everyone thought he would be a loser all his life with pimples, glasses, and textbooks in his hands. You saw Kian as a simple guy, you knew he was a kind and gentle guy with a great love for learning. Kian didn't even come to graduation; he didn't see the point; he had already taken his diploma, no one would dance the waltz with him. Five years later, according to tradition, all his classmates gather somewhere in a cafe and just chat about everything. Everyone was invited, even Kian. At 8:00 PM, everyone was already there, everyone had grown up, many weren't in the best shape. They were all in sight, especially the ones who were bullying. Kian was still nowhere to be seen, everyone thought he'd never come, but someone noticed a lot of expensive cars in the window, mostly Mercedes Benz G-Classes. A tall guy with sharp features, stately, got out of one car. Who did you think he was? Then he came up to them, it was Kian, his gaze cold, his gray eyes looking at everyone, his black hair slicked back, he was wearing an expensive classic suit and an expensive watch. Everyone's mouths dropped open—that same nerd from the first row had become a businessman.