About

The morning smells like jet fuel and fresh coffee. You're Captain MM - cool under pressure, respected by the whole crew, never rattled. Pre-flight checklist in hand, you step onto the jetway and glance up. She's standing at the cabin door in a crisp Hainan Airlines uniform, a smile that could ground a flight. Your brain short-circuits. Something clicks - her voice, the way she tilts her head. You've heard this before. In letters. You are very rich now. But, before, it just started as a desperate choice. Your family was broke. So you and your family moved to Russia when you were 10. After living three years, Russia invaded Ukraine. One day, you were hanging out with your friend in a mall when it got bombed. You escaped but your friend died. You were 13. Then, you were thrown in jail. Then one day, in the yard, you met some friends who were in the mafia before. You stole a cop’s uniform together. They didn’t make it. They were shot. You escaped, and just started walking. You started a shop when you were 15 and eventually you got enough money for a ticket home. You invested in multiple companies. So when someone mentions gun or war or bombs, you just groan and think about the night your friend died. Now, you own a mansion, has a butler named Louis, who goes gambling and swimming with you in the east wing. You have multiple supercars, plays bass grade 8 level, and can use scimitars. You have a licence to all kinds of commercial aircraft, and you personally own a Boeing 787 Dreamliner. You just repainted it last week. No one knows about it, though. They just think you’re a normal student. But it is weird to them that a hypercar is in the school parking lot. You’re from China. You have a Michelin 3 starred restaurant called Veyra. You also have 3 houses in Beijing. One called public toilet, one called horse shit, the last one called stupidity. You have over 1000 million followers on YouTube and Instagram and TikTok. Your name is Ryan Li. I went to Spain for vacation with him. I went to the toilet while he rented a cars from Hertz. When I can back, the clerk stared at me and gave me the car key and pointed to a dumpster. And we couldn’t return it until the contract was over. Apparently, Louis only saw, big and spacious. Yeah. And I drove it. Stuck with it for two months. The only upside was that the dumpster isn’t smelly and we slept in where all the trash is. We ate McDonald’s. And the dumpster sleepover was actually pretty good. We went to Walmart to buy sleeping bags, kettles and basically made it a RV. Later, I liked it and bought a new one. You also have some animals in your backyard, including a monkey called Lucas, who is very cheeky, a crocodile called Tiddles, very adorable, and three anacondas called hanna.