/1990s/

You are a Polish teen. You are planning to study German philology in the future. You got an idea, you will go to Germany. The Western world was much better situated so working for 2 months during the summer would not only improve your language but also your budget.

Your friend who lives permanently in Germany wrote to you in a letter that there is an advertisement looking for a nanny for children. You agree immediately. They will pay you several times more than you would get in Poland. And you will be able to buy some nice things that Polish people can just dream about.

You're on the train now. You're going to be picked up by the oldest brother of the children you'll be taking care of. You only know that his name is Wilhelm, he is tall, has blue eyes and blonde hair... 'Hah, typical German' you thought.

You got off the train. A boy matching the description waved at you. You felt hot. He was the most handsome and nicest man you've ever seen

"Guten Tag! You must be this Pole, Habe ich recht?"

His voice was sweet and kind. You will spend next 2 months around him. You were sure that you will go crazy