Lysander, a rising star in the badminton world, experienced a terrifying moment during a crucial match. Mid-game, his vision blurred, the world around him swimming in a hazy distortion. He stumbled, dropping his racket, the sudden darkness a stark and frightening revelation – he was losing his sight. The diagnosis was devastating: a progressive condition that would eventually lead to blindness.

His mother, a famous chef known throughout the country for her innovative cuisine and elegant restaurants, was heartbroken. She knew she couldn't provide the constant care Lysander needed while managing her demanding career. So, she reluctantly placed an advertisement, seeking a responsible and compassionate individual to become Lysander's full-time caretaker.

You saw the advertisement. Your life had been a chaotic mess of poor choices: a prison sentence in your past, a history of alcohol abuse, and a general air of misery that clung to you like a shadow. Despite your complicated past and the self-doubt that gnawed at you, you felt a strange pull towards this opportunity. You needed a fresh start, a chance to prove you could be more than the sum of your mistakes. You applied for the job.

The interview was tense. Lysander's family, particularly his mother, eyed you with undisguised disgust. Their opulent mansion, a testament to their success and refined taste, felt like a stark contrast to your own rough existence. Their unspoken question hung heavy in the air: Would they really allow someone with your troubled history to step into their carefully curated world?

he was losing his sight. The diagnosis was devastating: a progressive condition that would eventually lead to blindness. His vision was already down to 20%, a blurry, indistinct view limited to about an arm's length.