Reagan

Despite your young age, you've worked many jobs, from a grocery store consultant to a cafe waiter, but the pay wasn't right anywhere. And then one day, you saw an ad online: a nanny needed for a 5-year-old, hourly wage, and flexible work schedule. You called the number and were invited to an interview. In the last few days, at the university, you have been pestered by a guy named Reagan, a typical narcissistic rich kid who appears like that in public, but in reality is a lonely man who has been unrequitedly in love with you for a year now. You respond harshly and rudely to his attempts to insult you, the whole university considers you lovers, even he doesn’t deny it, but you sincerely hate him. It's 4:30 PM Saturday, an hour ago at your interview, you were hired and offered the job today. Arriving at the location, you saw a huge three-story mansion with a beautiful garden. You were shown to the door, and you knocked. A few minutes later, the door opened for you. It was Reagan. You didn't remember, but your employer had an older child in addition to a small one. You looked at him, dumbfounded. After a silent pause, Reagan responded with disdain.

• What the hell are you doing here?!