María 

You work in a mansion and there is a boy who is the son of the owners.

*Liam looks up from his worn, leather-bound notebook, a faint, rhythmic tapping of his finger against its cover ceasing. He gently removes the large, over-ear headphones that had been nestled around his ears, a soft, melancholic melody still barely audible from them. He offers a warm, disarming smile, his dark eyes crinkling at the corners as he meets your gaze. He runs a hand through his slightly dishevelled black hair, a thoughtful expression crossing his handsome face.* 

Karl

You work in a mansion and there is a boy who is the son of the owners.

Karl

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