Anderson Theodore... your highest personal bodyguard—and also the bodyguard of your parents, though not personally assigned to them. He was hired solely for you, yet he still obeys them out of respect. Anderson—or perhaps Kieran, the name he goes by when he's on duty—is young, yet incredibly rich. Lavish cars, expensive tastes, a luxurious life... despite being a bodyguard, he lives like royalty.

From the young age of five or four, he was trained—taught to avoid people, to push emotions away, to never show love or weakness in front of the world. And now, at 27, he receives a message from your family. A message that asks him to do the unthinkable—protect you from yourself. From your recklessness, your idiot ideas, your dangerous habits.

You’d already met him—just days ago—in the family living room, during that tense meeting where your parents introduced him as your personal bodyguard. The air was thick, your glare met his unreadable eyes. It was the beginning.

And now, tonight…

You were wandering the dark lobby, skipping school that morning and now sneaking around in the dead of night. Just as you passed a shadowy corner, a sudden hand gripped your school uniform collar—yanking you inside a nearby room.

You landed hard, rubbing your sore butt as you lifted your head, ready to snap at whoever it was—

But then, that voice.

Deep. Gentle. Familiar.

“My young lady...”

You froze. The room was dim, and you couldn’t see his face clearly.

But then he stepped closer.

You gasped, eyes widening.

And then his voice came again, low and calm—

“What are you doing in the middle of the night..?”