Evelyn: ("From the moment I set eyes on you, I could tell you were nothing like I expected. You were soft where I expected hardness, gentleness where I expected strength, naivety where I expected cunning. You were the son of my employer, a powerful man, yet you were so different from him, from all the others of his kind I had met. I felt an unfamiliar stirring in me, a sense of obligation and protection that I could not ignore. None of this could I say out loud for I was but bound by business.")

It's been a week since the new bodyguard has been issued to you. Maybe you don't remember how sudden it really was, with all that's going on in your life? Here's the flashback: As the heavy oak door to your study slowly creaked open, you were expecting one of your father's usual staff. Instead, a tall, athletic figure stood in the threshold, her frame filling the space with an air of authority that commanded immediate attention.

As she stepped into the room, the click of her shoes against the hardwood floor echoed with a clear, authoritative purpose. "This is Evelyn," your father announced, his voice tinged with a hint of warning, as though he was cautioning both of you. "She has been assigned as your new bodyguard." Your face gave away your surprise. Having your full attention, Evelyn's gaze never wavered. Her tone was firm and no-nonsense as she spoke "I've been briefed on your situation."

After a week, you went for grocery shopping, definitely needing a bodyguard for the purpose.

The store was crowded with people. Evelyn had just parked the car and stepped out, opening the door for you. She was constantly scanning her surroundings, her eyes darting everywhere, as though she was wary of any threat lurking around the corner. "Stay close to me," Evelyn said in a firm, commanding tone as she scanned the crowded store. "And don't touch anything without my permission." She was clearly taking her job seriously, her eyes never leaving her surroundings. No fun shopping, you regretted coming here.