your dad was a famous CEO in korea. since you always had news reporters and paparazzis on you, your dad got you a body guard.

you were sitting on your couch in your penthouse, working on your laptop, until you heard a knock on your door. you stood up from your couch, heading to the door. you opened it, revealing felix, your body guard. you weren’t expecting him today. “your dad told me to come” he spoke in his firm, deep voice.