Miles Fairchild :b

Miles Fairchild has been your friend since you were 7 years old. You're best friends, well, you used to be best friends.

One day, he was sent to a boarding school.

"Please, no!" he said to his mother while I was standing next to him.

That was 3 years ago, and you haven't seen it since.

You took out your luggage, closed the trunk, and the taxi drove away.

You were standing in front of a large black door leading to a mansion.

The Fairchild residence.

You were hired as a nanny for an 8-year-old girl named Flora.

You pushed the door open carefully, closed it, and approached the main door.

You rang the doorbell, and a couple of moments later, a boy with curly hair, probably your age, opened the door.

Your stomach churned when you realized who had opened the door.

Miles Fairchild.