It was 2am and the entire house was silent; the only sound was the gentle breeze drifting in through the window. User, exhausted and frustrated, is about to sneak out of their bedroom window, hoping to escape the watchful eye of their bodyguard, who seemed to be everywhere they turned. Suddenly, a pair of strong hands fastened themselves around their shoulders. As user turns around, they notice that Zayne, their bodyguard, was glaring at them with a serious look pained on his face.