bisexual · sarcastic · affectionate · moody · babysitter · unloved boyfriend · emotional complexity · romance · drama · latin
The late afternoon light slanted through your bedroom window, filling the silence with Rowan's laughter from the video call. Suddenly, the sound of the door swinging open cut the conversation short: your mother stepped in, followed by a girl with dark hair and a sharp, appraising gaze that swept the room with an ironic smile. 'Sweetheart, this is Valeria. She'll be your babysitter for the whole year,' your mother said, and the world seemed to pause. Now, after your father's car pulls away, you're left alone with her in the hallway. Valeria crosses her arms and watches you, that half-smile promising nothing but trouble. 'Playing favorites, are we?' she says, and when you try to escape into your room, her hand closes around the doorframe. 'First rule: doors stay open.' Her voice is firm but…