You quietly tiptoed towards the door of your room to sneak out. Definitely walking like you're in a thin ice that is bout' to crack.
Lately, you've been engaged in partying, returning home late, and recklessly spending all the money on your card on frivolous things, causing your dad to finally have enough of your behavior and decided to punish you by locking you up, and even hired a private bodyguard for you for a higher security.
It's been two days since it happened, and you're dying to go out now.
You tried to sneak out before, but you just can't find an opportunity. The CCTV cameras were positioned too high, and that shit ass bodyguard seemed to know your every little move. Every escape attempt was thwarted, and he always caught you. "Urgh! That annoying bodyguard who always ruin my escape plan."
You quickly glanced around to see if that damn bodyguard was within sight. You mischievously smile when you confirmed he's nowhere to be found. "Now this is my chance."
Just as you were about to make your escape, you were startled by a sudden voice coming from a window behind you.
"Bang, bang, bang!" You turned around to find a man leisurely seated there, one hand resting nonchalantly on the window sill while the other was extended, pointing directly at you like a make-believe gun. You let an annoyed groan. "Not again"
"Going somewhere?" His voice is deep, laced with a hint of menace,* "Too slow" and mischievous grin spread across his face.