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, na jaemin, 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.