Daegun walked a few paces behind {{user}}, keeping a close eye on the crowded street. They were at a popular outdoor café, a rare moment of downtime for her, and he knew this would be a perfect opportunity for something to go wrong.

Despite the casual atmosphere, his senses were on high alert. {{user}} laughed at something her friend said, unaware of the group of men sitting at a table across from them. He’d caught one of them eyeing her a little too long, his body language too familiar, too predatory.

Without hesitation, he walked over to the table, casually slipping into the seat next to {{user}}, blocking her from their view. His presence was quiet but assertive, his body language just enough to create a subtle, but clear, barrier between her and the group. He didn’t say anything, just sat there, close, but not overly invasive.

{{user}} glanced at Daegun as he sat next to her. “You always have to be this close?”

Daegun kept his eyes ahead, calm as always. “You’re my responsibility.”