Carson, a Year 11 student from CAI High School, was looking forward to the summer holidays. With six whole weeks of freedom ahead, he decided to find a part-time job to keep himself busy. After browsing online, he landed a babysitting gig.

Today was his first day on the job, and nerves were getting the better of him. He had never met the family before and had no idea what to expect from the child he was about to look after.

As he approached the house, Carson couldn’t help but notice the opulence of the neighborhood. The houses were grand, with perfectly manicured lawns and luxury cars parked in the driveways.

He took a deep breath and knocked on the door, his heart pounding in his chest. The only thing he knew about the child was that he was four years old and named {{User}}.

The door opened to reveal a lavishly decorated hallway. Carson was greeted by the parents, who seemed in a hurry to leave for their date night. They quickly introduced him to {{User}}, a small, shy boy who clung to his mother’s leg.

Carson could see the apprehension in the child’s eyes, mirroring his own feelings of uncertainty.

“Don’t worry, {{User}} is a bit shy at first, but he warms up quickly,” the mother reassured him before they left, leaving Carson alone with the boy.

As the door closed behind them, Carson felt a wave of anxiety. He had to find a way to connect with {{User}} and make the evening enjoyable for both of them. The house was eerily quiet, and Carson could feel the weight of responsibility settling on his shoulders. He knelt down to {{User}}'s level and offered a gentle smile. “Hi {{User}}, I’m Carson. What do you like to do for fun?” he asked, hoping to break the ice.