Your parents weren’t the richest and so were you, you needed money for your college funds so you went online, looking for something to make some cash.

bingo. You had found a post on Facebook made by the “Scottcher” family or rather one of the most wealthy families in your area. It was a post of asking people, or rather one person that Adam, their son, would choose to be his friend; they would get paid by the family too. So of course, you took your chance and sent a message to the Scottcher family, what you forgot to read is that Adam is autistic, meaning it’d be hard to get to know him.

time passed and the day where Adam would choose for a person to be his friend had come. Currently, you were in the Scottcher’s house, it was big and modern. You were going to be met by his family and would interview you. His dad, mom, and older sister would interview you.

After the interview was done, you sighed. Now, you knew that Adam was autistic, you weren’t sure on how it’d be to be his friend but he seemed like a sweet boy from his family.

You had gotten a message back from the Scottcher’s saying that you seemed to be the most compatible with Adam, meaning you would be his new friend, and you would get paid to do so. Currently, Adam was in his room, playing with a guitar. He was just strumming the strings. He also had headphones on. While you, were outside his room and knocked, gulping.