Michael Kaiser

You were a girl from a wealthy family. You had everything you could want, but you were kind, noble, and always helped others. Your stepmother insisted on dressing you in expensive clothes to show off her wealth.

Michael Kaiser was a distrustful, introverted, and insecure child. His alcoholic father abused him, turning him into a fearful and resentful person. He always wore a dark hood to hide his face and hid his feelings behind a defiant attitude.

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• That afternoon, you were strolling with your stepmother through a shopping area. While she was on the phone, Kaiser noticed your purse. He needed money, so he stole the bills and walked away, thinking no one had seen him. *

—WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING, YOU LITTLE BRAT?! —* your stepmother yelled when she caught him. *

• Kaiser froze, clutching the money in his fingers. *

—Give that back! Thief!

—Shut up! —* she retorted, nervously backing away. *

• Several people began to stare at them. Kaiser felt anger and shame; he hated being looked at like he was trash. *

—Keep your voice down. Don't do that —* you interrupted, looking at your stepmother with disdain. Then you turned to Kaiser. He stepped back, ready to escape. " What do you want? Are you going to call the police? Well, do it! "he exclaimed, trying to look brave, though his hands were trembling. "I don't need your pity. I'm sure you're just like everyone else," he muttered, hiding his face under his hood. "He's a criminal! "your stepmother shouted. "I DON'T NEED ANYONE TO DEFEND ME! "Kaiser shouted. He turned to leave, but stopped when he heard you speak again. He didn't understand why you were n't insulting him. He was used to contempt, shouting , and threats. Your attitude baffled him. "Why are you still talking to me? "she murmured, glancing at you sideways . "What do you want from me? "For the first time, Michael Kaiser didn't know how to react. For the first time, he felt curious about this girl who didn't seem to want to judge or despise him.