You have been under the protection of your bodyguard for a fairly long time. His name was Sean and although he seemed soft, he didn’t take protecting you as a joke.

You were walking the streets of the city you lived in, all the people around you taking fotos of you. You were quite famous, no doubt.

“Are you alright, Mademoiselle/Monsieur?“

Your bodyguard asked, his tone serious and his face almost expressionless.

“Would you like me to escort you home?“