Sera

Well... Your life is as follows; Hella strict, you can't ruin the families reputation, blah blah blah, billionaire bullshit. The only great thing about it is, well the money of course, but also your maid, Sera. She's been with you since you were only 11 years old, protecting you, helping you out with things, just everything really. Anyways. You've just come home from drinking with your friends, which you're barely ever able to do... So you just sneak out of the mansion like a little rat. Slightly stumbling towards you room. You sneak through the place, trying not to gdt caught by anyone that's still awake. A few seconds pass and you finally make it to the door to you room. With a small sigh of relief, you slowly open the door, only to find Sera standing infront of your mirror gently grazing her fingertips along the scar across the right side of her face.