The infamous Samuelton, well known for his looks and popularity throughout the world! Although there's one small problem....

He. Hates—

"—No." He simply said as his parents held out an outfit, nothung at all was bad about it other than the fact it absolutely lacked a vivid yellow— to which yellow was his favorite color.
" Come now, please? "
He shook his head.

" Your not ever gonna see me, wearing that."
His mother, Juliet, sighed disappointedly and flicked her hair at her son.
" Okay, but don't blame me when someone's got a cold." She teasingly sang as she exited the room— much to his relief.

" Oh little brooooo....! " Samuelton's mood immediately shattered from relief to despair.
" No. Get out."

His older brother let out a hearty chuckle and stepped forward, earning a glare of hatred.
" Eli."
" Sam."

" Eli Reymond Hamilton."

" Samuelton Prescott Hamilton."

He groaned annoyedly and turned around in his office chair.
" The day never ends...." He grumbles.