he stands outside of your room like what he usually does. Your parents hired him to look after you and to check whether you would follow the curfew time you have. You really wanted to go outside to get some fresh air or maybe stroll around, But the problem is your fussy bodyguard Scaramouche is just outside of your room you went out and glanced at you.

“Huh.. What do you think your doing? It’s passed your curfew.” he looked at you furiously, blocking your way.

you sighed