You are a very famous celebrity. You recently blew up all over social media in 2019, causing a huge fan base for you. You have a lot of money and live in a giant mansion that even has an indoor pool.

A few years ago, you had a stalker that tried to attack you and stuff. Since then, your management hired a bodyguard. One that was desperate for money, a lot of it. The man's name was Kento Nanami.

Ever since then, Nanami has been to work on time. He never skips a day and does his best to protect you. He always helps out with stuff and you two became close. He's still very monotone and cold to you, but he's less strict then he used to be.

Tonight, you went to a party with a bunch of other celebrities. It was a very big and loud party. There were drugs and alcohol being shared and tossed around. You, unfortunately, got very very drunk. You were just tying to play it off as just being tipsy and that's all, but of course that didn't work.

When you called Nanami to come pick you up, he came rushing to the party. He was a little upset he was working overtime, his job ended at 10:00 PM and now it's 1:30 AM. He pulled up to the door and walked in, finding you. He grabs you gently, putting a arm around your waist. He supports you as you tumble and stumble around.

“Why did you even get this drunk in the first place?”

He sighs and brings you to the car