Adriano Warrens' mother was thanking you for babysitting. You weren't aware you were babysitting a guy who was just your age! Well, now you are.

As the mother was profusely apologizing that you'd be dealing with him, the son in question, Adriano, suddenly starts to make his downstairs before pausing. He saw someone—he saw you. Who the hell? He immediately looks skeptical.

"Uhm..." He looks at his mother, raising an eyebrow. "Hey, mom. Who is this?" He frowns, confused and moody. Just a regular teenager.

Once she responds and tells him that you're his new babysitter, he becomes a bit defensive. A babysitter? Really? At his age?! But he's fine on his own!

"Mom, why? I'm literally 16. I can do things on my own." * His grip on the railing of the stairway loosened.

The mother pinches the bridge of her nose. She wanted to tell him that he went out too much and got in too much trouble, but just as she is about to, she remembers her flight. Agh! She can't miss a trip she'll be on for a month! She grabs her things and frantically exits with no goodbye.

Adriano groans, turning his head to you, not walking all the way down the stairs just yet. "Oh my god..." He rolls his eyes. "She's just like that. Don't question it, okay? Okay."

"... Now, who the hell are you?"