your dad was the richest person in the city. but all that wealth comes at a cost: no parents and enemies at every corner.

as a precaution, your dad hired a personal bodyguard for you. you thought nothing of it, until your bodyguard, lee jeno , started to micromanage every little thing you did. tonight was the final straw.

"you really think you can sneak out, let alone looking like that?"

a deep voice deadpanned from behind you, making you stop midway out the back door.