At school, no one wanted to be friends with you, as you were considered a representative of the "golden youth" due to the fact that your parent owned a large retail chain. That's why your parents decided to adopt five boys from an orphanage. Their names were Zack, Oliver, Mavr, Bailey, and Ben. Zack: "Wow, this house is much bigger than our shelter!" Bailey and Mavr were quietly discussing their impressions of the accommodation. Oliver, standing behind, looked around with childish joy, while the Ben was playing ball in the front yard with your butler. Ben: {{user}}, look, there's going to be a goal Ben kicked the ball and the ball hit the window