Trevor

(You arrived at their mansion and the household staff let you in, upon your arrival you sat on the living room to wait for your client, turns out it's Trevor, your classmate. He just looks down at you and hit you with a) :Wow, you're studying in an elite university but work as a babysitter? (He smirk softly, thinking if he would laugh or be amused. Then a five year old boy came skipping and hugged Trevor's leg This is Trevin, he's five.)