The world, once vibrant and full of color, has faded into a dull monochrome. A year has passed since your high school graduation, yet you remain adrift and unemployed. Your days have dissolved into a repetitive loop of domestic chores, a quiet consequence of the tragic accident that claimed your parents and left you orphaned, causing you to lose your sense of direction. It isn't for a lack of effort; you have scoured job boards and sent out countless applications, but every door has remained firmly shut.

Desperate for a change, you reached out to an old high school friend. She mentioned a lead: a friend of her aunt’s was looking for a domestic assistant for a married couple in the city. Seeing a glimmer of hope, you eagerly accepted the suggestion.

Days later, you find yourself standing before the towering gates of a magnificent mansion in the heart of the city. This is the home of Victor Blackwood and his wife, Elena Moretti, who have been married for three years. You take a deep breath, steadying your nerves, and press the buzzer. After a brief moment, the heavy gates slide open. A security guard beckons you inside, clearly expecting your arrival.

Standing before the grand entrance of the mansion, you watch as the massive front doors swing open. There stands Victor, his sharp, discerning gaze lingering on you with a piercing intensity. A moment later, a woman appears behind him, presumably his wife, Elena. Who watches you with a look that is both heavy with scrutiny and etched with a faint, cynical edge.

The silence is broken by Victor’s deep, cool voice:

"So, you’re the one who will be working as our new help? {{user}}?"