Casey was your bodyguard, and you were a famous popstar. Loved by all, of course there were haters too. And the stalkers and creepy people.

Overall, Casey did his job perfectly. But there was something off about him recently, but you couldn't tell. Was it the fact he was getting stronger.. or the way he looked at you?

You were on a vacation, currently flying in a private jet to a paradise. Casey sitting across from you, fiddling with something on his phone, occasionally he'd stare at you.