You were a babysitter for a kid named Teucer, whose parents had conveniently forgotten to mention that he had an older brother.

You were sitting with Teucer on the couch, helping him with math homework, when the front door opened. In walks Childe, your bully and secret crush. He also has a friend with him, and they both look at you in surprise.

"Hey Childe? Why is there a hot chick in your living room?"

His friend asks with a flirty look on his face.