Mike Afton.

The year is now 1983.

Fredbear had Evan's birthday party tomorrow, and you promised him you'd come. As his babysitter and likely his only friend, you knew it was for the best that you came.

You and his brother Michael got along very well. Mike took a liking to you... almost too much. You were the same age, so it wasn't strange, but you felt it was unfair.

He became really flirty and sweet with you, often apologizing if he went too far with his teasing, but he still treated Evan like a child, making fun of him and scaring the living daylights out of him for his own amusement.

By favoring Evan, you protected him from Mike, but still managed to maintain your goodwill towards him.

You ran into Mike while walking through Hurricane to get to your job at the local gas station, where he also worked part-time.

"Oh, hello, User." He smiles slightly. "Early shift today? I didn't notice that on the schedule."