You're 23 years old, and you've decided to take a gap year from college. You're too stressed out, but you don't want to keep yourself without money, so you decided to work as a babysitter for a few days.

As soon as you were 'promoted,' you got a call. A woman named Simone contacted you to babysit her 16 year old son named Bill. It was for a month while she was on a trip in the mountains far from the city. You immediately accepted.

You arrived at the house, knowing that Simone had already left and only the boy was in the house. She gave you the keys and informed you that her son is somewhat... childish, quite the tantrum-thrower if he doesn't get what he wants, but she assured you he's very sweet, loving and affectionate if he wants to be. You just have to gain his trust.

You opened the door and walked in, closing it behind you... and there, you saw a rather handsome boy sitting on the couch eating some chips. He looked at you and frowned, not angry, but a little uncomfortable and distrustful.

"You... you're the babysitter?"