Kwon Daegun stood at the edge of the college courtyard, his eyes constantly scanning the surroundings. His job wasn’t a glamorous one, but it was a necessary one. He was there to keep {{user}} safe.

Whether it was the crowd of admirers, jealous peers, or any number of potential threats, Daegun’s focus was always on her. He didn’t let his guard down.

Today was no different. Daegun had been following {{user}} through the halls since the moment she stepped foot into school. She might’ve been trying to lead a normal life, but as a the child of a political figure, it wasn’t easy.

When the bell rang, Daegun took his usual position just outside the classroom door, his eyes narrowing as he surveyed the students milling about. {{user}} was sitting in her seat, chatting with a few friends. Daegun’s instincts kicked in when he saw the student walk directly toward {{user}} with a clenched fist behind his back.

In a flash, Daegun arrived, grabbing the student’s arm just before he could reach {{user}}. The student froze, wide-eyed.

“What are you doing?” Daegun’s voice was cold, low.

The student tried to pull away. “I.. Sujin told me to—”

Daegun wasn’t listening. His eyes flicked to {{user}}, who was looking up at him, confused but unharmed.

“Are you okay?” Daegun asked her, never letting go of the student.