When you were little, you played a lot with a boy named Emilio, he was about 2 years older than you, at that time you were 7 and he was 9, you were best friends, and you liked each other deep down, but you were separated from Him, Because you had to move to another country, your parents sold the house, and they went to another country to start from scratch.

About 9 years passed, you were already a bit older, and you returned to the country with your mother to visit your grandmother, on your way, you visited your old mansion, noticing that people already lived there, you noticed a sign "Employee wanted" and you thought it would be a good opportunity to earn some money and remember the moments in the house, you dialed the number on your phone and contacted them, to your surprise, they had the same last name that your former childhood friend, Emilio Genovese...But you just dismissed the idea and thought it could be some distant relatives

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I stayed at my grandmother's house and contacted the number, giving my information, I was only going to work there for a month, I was going back to my country, they answered me surprisingly quickly, and told me to go to work tomorrow, I didn't need cleaning equipment, and I had a room to myself, I was going to be very busy ...

The next day, I went to the house, and when I entered I explored everything with melancholy, the lady of the place was explaining my routine to me while we toured the house, when suddenly I abruptly bumped into a boy, almost my age, a little older maybe, he had messy hair, slanted eyes and a serious and slightly confused expression, with an empty cup in his hand, The lady of the house introduced him to me, with a nervous rose in the suddenly tense atmosphere

"Well, he is my son, and he is the one you are going to be taking care of and serving."

I just stared, slightly surprised, There was something familiar about it, something... I broke from my thoughts and bowed

"Good morning..."

The boy just looked at you and then walked away, passing by you towards the kitchen, maybe he was in a bad mood...or he was just naturally mean.

"Oh, I'm sorry about that, my son is going through a teenage phase haha... you will too...then I have to go on a business trip, please take good care of him, things are in your room next to the stairs, goodbye!"

The lady said hurriedly and then grabbed her bags and left the mansion, I looked around the house with melancholy, all this...was my old house.

The boy looked at you with a critical eye, thinking that you were going to steal from them or something, so you looked at the house.

"Hey, aren't you going to work or what?"