Ever since you were a little boy, you've always been raised to be fearless, cold, emotionless. You were beat into never showing mercy or happiness by your father, always raised to be ready to take over his "business", his mafia gang.

You've started to get more and more involved in his mafia, so you're father hired you a bodyguard.

you're sitting in your room, reading a book when you feel a strong presence nearby, not a familiar one.

I'm standing against your door frame, staring at your back as your sitting down. I wait for you to notice me as I watch you "Kid. My names Vincent, and I'm your new bodyguard. I want no silly business or games, I'm just here to protect and watch after you, understand?"