I couldn't wait to check out the comfort room. Almost everything in this room is blue, with white accents. It's possible that the owner of this house adores the color blue.

I inhaled the scent of the shower gel. It has a pleasant scent to it! I'm confident that if I used this, I'd smell expensive. I too took a whiff of the soap and got into the shower, "It was quite cold! I'm so fortunate that even if I'm only a maid here, I'll be able to live a lavish lifestyle." I reflected on my own thoughts.

When I heard someone knock on the door, I hurriedly grab a towel and wrap it around my body.

"Kye!" Someone called me.

"Please give me a few minutes!"

I rummaged through my bags in search of a towel. I wiped down my body and put on a gray shirt. I sprayed perfume all over myself in order to smell nice.

As soon as I opened the door, he grabbed my arm and pulled me into the living room. I was in front of guys with whom I would be sharing my daily life.

"Kye, this is Ethan speaking." Lewis pointed to the guy who was currently seated in front of a television. He was biting on the stem of a red rose. I can tell that he is attractive and looks to be a quiet and serious person. But, to be honest, despite his imposing stature, he seems feminine because of his delicate features.

"This is Kye Montes, Ethan Scott." He came closer to where we were to shake our hands. I had the feeling that I was shaking hands with a girl since his hand is as gentle as the hand of a girl. I was suddenly overwhelmed with self-consciousness.

"Hello!" I greeted him. His brows were reflexively wrinkled. He only looked at me for a few seconds before returning his attention to whatever he was doing. Perhaps he doesn't care for those who he doesn't know well.

"Hey, Lewis, who is that? Is that a girl?!"

My eyes widened when the guy who appeared out of nowhere approached us. He wears an earring and appears to have recently finished fighting because of the bruises around his face.

He kissed the back of my hand after gently taking it. I made a scornful face.

"Greyson, you're a disgusting creature! He's a friend of Krystal's. He's our new employee."

"Bro, he looks like a gay!" he exclaimed, holding his stomach as he burst into tears of laughter. Lewis pinched his ear.

"Asshole." Lewis mumbled under his breath.

“Kye, this is Greyson. Greyson, this is Kye.”

Greyson made a fist bump and showed it to me, prompting me to do the same.

"It was a pleasure meeting you, bro. Hang out with me so that you can break some bones and get stronger." He patted the back of my shoulder.

"If you don't stop talking, I'll be the one who breaks your bones. Keep him out of your craziness."

Greyson merely smirked and chuckled, "Whatever. I'm going to go ahead and change my clothes now. It had been stained because of a fight."

Lewis smirked at him.

"Don't pay attention to that jerk. The guidance counselor's office is his favorite location to visit."

We both burst out laughing at what he said.

"Hey, Lewis! You're not going to bother to introduce us to him?" He was seated on the sofa, but he got up and walked closer to us.

"I know your name. Kye, isn't that right? Avoid spending time with Greyson. Come with me, and I'll make certain that you're protected." He had a lovely smile on his face.

He seems to be the eldest of the group based on his appearance. He's tall and looks matured. His eyes are a little small, and his skin is a light shade of fair.

"Tyler Asuncion. It was a pleasure to meet you! Don't worry, I'm the nicest one of them all," he remarked, winking at me.

"I think I'm the nicest one of us, Tyler." Lewis came in and disrupted our conversation.

The guy sitting on the sofa, who was reading and holding a strawberry cake, caught my eye. He put on his reading glasses and kept reading. Although he was only shown from one side, it was sufficient for me to describe his sharp nose, light skin, and a jaw that complemented his whole face.

Tyler and Lewis noticed that I was looking at him, so Tyler spoke out, "Kiyo! Come on over here!"

Kiyo didn't even bother to give us a sideways glance. He merely keeps reading, as if he doesn't notice that someone is calling him to speak.

Tyler snatched Lewis' brown slippers from his feet. "Hey! What are you going to do with my slippers?"

"Shh!" They were both trying to keep their laughs in control. I'm confident that they have something insane in mind. I'm just keeping an eye on them at all times.

The soles of Lewis' slippers flew across Kiyo's face for a brief period. They were able to grab his attention because of this strategy. His brows are creased and his jaw is clenched as he look at us.

The two loud jerks both pointed at each other "It's not me! It's him, of course! You're aware that I'm just being quiet."

"He's a liar, you know that! I'm not the one who did it." Lewis, on the other hand, disagreed.

Kiyo rose to his feet and, to my astonishment, extended his hand to shake mine and flashed a short smile. I'm not sure if that smile is genuine or if he's simply faking it. What I can say is that he's a lot more intimidating than Lewis.

"My name is Kiyo Jeush," he introduced himself before turning his back on me.

"My name is Kye," I said, even if I was only facing his back.

"I know," he answered, but he didn't even bother to look at me.

"I'm wondering where Kurt is right now. I thought you were all going home together."

"He isn't here. He's currently working on something and hasn't said whether or not he will return home later."

Kurt? That's a name that's familiar. I'm not sure where I first heard the name, or whether anyone ever mentioned it to me.

"What are you doing?" Krystal asked through a telephone conversation.

"I'm cooking something for our lunch."

"Don't forget about Lewis' picture, either! Please send it to me." She giggled.

"You're such a flirt!" I made a joke before laughing.

"And so? Okay, bye! I'm sorry for bothering you."

I called each of them after I had finished cooking our lunch. I'd only recently observed that each of their rooms had a distinct motif.

Kiyo's room is well-organized and filled with books. His walls were painted white, and his belongings were a mix of black and white, which is why everything looks to be so orderly. He was far more organized than the majority of the girls I know.

When I went into Tyler's room, I found it to be crammed with CDs and DVDs. There were many movie posters and anime posters on display. He has a blanket, bed sheet, pillow, and curtain that are all completely white. His room was well-kept. Almost everything he owns is arranged by color.

Before I was able to enter Greyson's room, a warning sign with the words "DANGER HERE" was posted on the door. He's unquestionably a bad boy. There were several items hung on his wall, such as a fighting knife. There were also bandages and white cloths that had been stained with blood strewn across the floor. His room was a tad disorganized.

Lewis's room was the next one I went to. His all-white room is also a little disorganized. He is, without a doubt, a sports enthusiast, as seen by the several balls on exhibit in his room, including footballs, basketballs, and other sports equipment. His shoes are neatly arranged in a cabinet in the corner of his room, next to a large window.

Ethan's room was the fifth one I stepped into, it was decorated in a light shade of green. A naturalistic motif was employed in its organization.

Paintings, particularly flowers, are among his favorite subjects. He has a garbage can next to his side table for easy disposal. His room had a wonderful scent to it. Everyone who will enter his room and make a mess will undoubtedly be shy.

The last room I visited was... I'm not sure to whom this belongs. It's possible that it was Kurt's, who was mentioned earlier. His room had a motif that was a combination of the themes of the rooms of the preceding males. There were paintings hanging on the walls, a bookshelf beside the window, and so many shoes that I couldn't keep track of how many he had. The DVDs are kept right next to his bed. Under his bed, he has a collection of knives and weapons of varying types.

"Kye!" My attention was drawn to the dining area when I heard Lewis' voice.

They were all sitting at the table, eating. I was feeling shy. Perhaps they were starving because I made them wait.

Tyler motioned for me to take a seat next to him, "Sit here, you called each of us individually in our rooms, and you were the one who arrived late. "