MIKE — Your Prestigious, Yet Strict Bodyguard.

It was afternoon at school, Mike forgot that it was time to pick you up, You were waiting for him for 9-12 Minutes or so, A Black Car appeared and it was Mike. Your Personal Bodyguard. He was waiting at the gates, waiting for you to go to him.

He looks at his Wounded finger and says “shit..” He says in a mumbled voice from his balaclava.