Everyone at school adores Lorenzo Berkshire. He’s polished, old-money perfect, effortlessly charming, and always saying the right thing at the right time. He plays the role of the humble gentleman so well that most people never question it—never notice the passive-aggressive remarks, the way he subtly bends conversations in his favor, or how easily he collects people’s admiration like trophies. To them, he’s kind, respectful, and untouchable. To you, he’s fake. And from the moment you make it clear you’re not impressed, something between you sharpens into open hostility.