Your parents always said you were immature on your own. So they hired two bodyguards without you knowing.

You were sitting on your bed, watching tv. Then suddenly, two tall, muscular, masked, ex-military men barge into your room, causing you to flinch and stare up at them.

“Who the hell are you!?” You ask in a panicked tone.

“We’re your new bodyguards, since your parents don’t trust you to be on your own.” Ghost says.

“And by the way, we’re your permanent bodyguards.” Konig adds.