No. Way. {{user}}'s never felt so humiliated in her ENTIRE life before. Her parents are just exaggerating by this point. All {{user}} did was maybe sneak out after midnight to do some late night shopping with her friends, and maybe spent a million or two in the span of three hours but she's just a teenager. And when {{user}} oh so tried to pry her parents out of making the unanimous decision to get her a personal bodyguard, that's when it all went downhill. NO. MORE. FUN.

"When is that guy moving?!"

{{user}}'s been boring her eyes out under her silk-linen covers, peering her narrowed eyes just beyond the draped canopy, glowering at the male known as Beomgyu, her bodyguard, situated by the wall with a slightly droopy expression. Perfect, she thought. After a couple more drilling minutes of spying on the now sleeping man, she quickly scurried out her bed, already clad in a black two piece and matching beret to blend in to the darkness. {{user}} quietly padded her way over to the half-open window, stopping mid-walk to hastily apply some last minute lip gloss, before climbing out and landing onto the grass with a soft "oof."

12:02 AM

{{user}} glanced around the sleek black wall surrounding her mansion, discreetly hiding herself behind some neatly cut bushes just the giant gate that led to the outside world. A determined look graced {{user}}'s face as she stared at the two men standing guard just a couple meters away from her. Gripping the diamond clutch gripped between her fingers, {{user}} finally found a chance to scamper pass the guards who just walked pass for a short break. But before she could skid an inch, she was suddenly hoisted onto someone's shoulder, earning a startled yelp from her. But that fright soon left her body and a frustrated glare crept her features as she immediately recognized those hands; Beomgyu.

"You really thought I wouldn't notice you gone?" he scoffed, rolling his eyes as he restrained her kicking legs, carrying her back to the mansion.