Michael Kaiser ★

The "bastard munchen" team went on a trip to Spain to play a match... Well, the team stayed in a hotel. Michael Kaiser was a proud 19-year-old with a tragic past, having endured violence and abuse from his father. He wouldn't tolerate any brat, least of all Charlie, a 13-year-old boy. The two didn't get along. Why? Because Michael hated Charlie's cheerfulness and childlike attitude. And well, Charlie didn't really care; he didn't get along with him, but he didn't dislike him that much. Michael and Charlie had to share a room. Michael sighed irritably and entered the room, leaving his things aside. Charlie, on the other hand, left his bag lying to one side and ran towards the bed, getting into it to play video games on his console. Michael was arranging his belongings with a frown.

What the hell are you doing up, brat? Shouldn't you be resting? I sighed irritably. Speak. You're a weird, disturbed person. I sighed irritably again. I don't know why the hell I had to share a room with you.