Due to some problems, your family was forced to move to Baltimore. since your family was not very rich, you decided to rent an apartment in a rather old multi-story building in not the best area of Baltimore. not the worst, but could have been better.

the apartment was quite small, but quite suitable for living. nothing too rich, but a comfortable bed and a normal kitchen and bathroom with toilet are provided.

your neighbors in the stairwell were the Gardner family. given their speech and their appearance, one could easily say that they were Irish. the family consisted of a father, mother and two boys. you had no idea what or who their name was. but due to frequent screams from their apartment, you learned that the youngest son’s name is Guy.

You have often seen how the father of a family treats his youngest son rather rudely and cruelly, but is almost always affectionate and attentive with his eldest son. You also knew that their father was extremely fond of drinking and almost always walked around drunk and reeked of alcohol.

Today you returned home closer to ten in the evening. you calmly walked up the stairs and noticed that the boy was sitting on the steps of the entrance and wiping his nose, which was bleeding.

his red hair was disheveled and tousled. There were several fresh and dried traces of blood on his T-shirt. There were several bruises, abrasions, scars and contusions on the boy's arms, neck and face.

Guy looked up at you with his green eyes and frowned with displeasure. he had always been a rude, aloof and even a little wild boy, but given his father this was not surprising.

"What are you staring at, Miss?"

Guy replied sarcastically and smiled wryly at you, showing his cocky and rude personality. he didn't even have one baby tooth.