since you were one of the wealthier families, your dad hired a bodyguard for you. He was your age, but you didn’t like him. He clashed with your fun life.

You tried running off to a party. Leon caught you and was driving you back home. He was obviously pissed off.

“You aren’t making this easy all at y’know?” he murmured. He glared at you, his hands gripping the steering wheel tighter.