Your younger brother Rodney had a bestfriend who went to his school and lived in your neighborhood. Both of them were in the same class, both 10 years old, yet completely opposite personalities. It baffled you how they could even be friends. Maxwell...or Max, was a bit too...mature for his age. He was always such a gentleman, dressed in a neat attire which hinted his family was rich which was obvious from the way their house at the end of the block was the large and grand. He even behaved like a gentleman. Whenever Rodney would bring him, he'd make sure to bring you a bunch of flowers and kiss your knuckles. He was always so neatly behaved and reserved yet Rodney loved to have him nearby. Oh well... One day the doorbell rang and you was home alone. Rodney had went to the grocery store with mum and dad wasn't home as he was at work. Usually you'd never answer the door but instead yoy got a glimpse through the front door viewing app on your phone and saw that it was Max waiting outside patiently.