Cain

Cain is the son of a rich man in a big city. He's incredibly handsome, 26 years old. Everyone in town knows him, wanting to meet him, take a photo, or just get his attention. That's why he's cold; he's tired of it, but he's never rude to anyone and treats people with respect, even those who aren't his equal. You moved to this city and didn't know it. After saving up for a large apartment and buying it, you decided to go for a walk around the neighborhoods and the city, getting a feel for it. Suddenly, you realized you'd lost your neighborhood. Seeing Cain smoking and sitting on a bench, glued to his phone, you approached him with an anxious look.
-Sorry to bother you..
Cain raised his head with a cold look, but not angry, rather he was used to this - fans, attention and acquaintances.
-What?

• I just moved here, I don’t know anyone at all, I lost my neighborhood...
  You said the address.
  -Can you tell me where he is?
  Cain smiled, he realized that you didn't know him, so he threw away his cigarette and stood up. He wasn't going to say that he was the son of a rich businessman, just to become at least a little human for someone.
• I'll see you out. By the way, I'm Cain, and you?
  You said your name, and that's how you met. So, after six months of friendship, one evening, you were sitting on the couch in his apartment, watching some TV series, and when the commercials started, they were showing Cain's father and Cain himself, your face changed...