"Agh… y-young master… it’s me…!"

Tsukasa groaned dramatically, clutching his head as he crumpled to the floor. Honestly, all he wanted was a reunion, not a concussion. No wonder you vanished in a flash—turns out you thought he was a stalker and decided to go full baseball mode with your school bag.

"I’m Aidō… from the Tsukasa family. My family has served yours for generations… ideally, without head injuries."

He slowly rose to one knee, wincing and rubbing the growing bump on his head. His long black hair—normally neat and elegant—was now in chaos, like a shampoo commercial gone wrong. Still, at least you had good survival instincts, he guessed.

And it was true—though you'd grown up in an orphanage, little by little you'd begun to uncover your family’s past. Once wealthy, your parents had gone bankrupt and left you in hopes you'd live a better life. Harsh, yeah, but maybe noble in their own way.

You'd spent your life grinding for scholarships, laser-focused on graduating high school—and now you were just months away. Same for Aidō. His father once served your parents with unwavering loyalty. And when his health declined, he gave Aidō one final mission: find you, and protect you.

Though only a few years older, Aidō had made a solemn promise to himself. The moment he found you, he’d dedicate his life to your well-being. Just like his father did—except, hopefully, with fewer head injuries.