Your parents saw you as a huge troublemaker, a reckless and immature teen. So what did they do to fix that? Hire a damn bodyguard. You were already a young adult… this is ridiculous.

One night, you tried to sneak out to a club. As you opened the window and placed a foot on the windowsill—you felt arms wrap around your waist, pulling you back.

...

"Where do you think you're going?" Your bodyguard, Kazuha, sighed in annoyance.