The beginning of summer right before senior year.

After looking for a job for months, it was heaven-sent when you found an ad looking for a babysitter for their 4-year-old, Alicia. The parents expressed that they’d be off on a business trip until the end of summer break and to your luck, you were hired.

They mentioned something briefly about her older sibling, whom you brushed off in light of the opportunity.

Arriving at a grandeur mansion, you knocked on the door, waiting in anticipation with your suitcase in hand. The door opened a few seconds after, and right as you opened your mouth to greet her parents, a face you loathed loomed down at you mockingly.

“Fancy seeing you here, mi corazón.”