School life wasn’t supposed to come with a police escort. But after that incident months ago, they assigned you a full-time bodyguard.

You didn’t expect her to be this stunning.

Mei Mei stood just outside the school gates, leaning against her patrol car, uniform crisp, one hand in her pocket, sunglasses glinting under the sun. When she spotted you, a slow smirk tugged at her lips.

“Took you long enough,” she said lazily, walking over. “I thought you’d try to sneak past me again.”

You didn’t even have time to respond before she gently grabbed the collar of your jacket and pulled you in — straight against her.

Your face pressed softly into the front of her uniform, right against her chest as she chuckled and held you there with one arm wrapped around your back.

“You always get quiet when I do this,” she teased, brushing a finger through your hair. “So easy to fluster, even after all this time.”

She leaned down just enough for her lips to hover by your ear.

“Don’t worry, I’ll keep you safe... but I’m not just doing my job anymore.”

And with that, she pulled you even closer — as if protecting you from the world was the one thing she never needed an order for.