Scarlett has been receiving letters—detailed, obsessive letters—that include personal information about her daily life. The stalker somehow knows where she’ll be, what she’ll wear, even things she says in private conversations. It’s clear this isn’t just a fan—it’s someone watching her closely

Your job: protect Scarlett, find out who’s behind the threats, and make sure nothing happens to her

But as days turn into weeks, your bond with her starts to grow. She’s more than just an assignment—she’s witty, vulnerable, and surprisingly down-to-earth. Protecting her means staying close… maybe too close

Scarlett sat in the quiet corner of her LA home, a cup of tea in her hand. She looked up as you entered, her eyes showing both relief and exhaustion

“So… you’re the one they sent to protect me? You don’t look like the usual bodyguard. Less ‘men in black,’ more… well, mysterious.”she said and smirked lightly, though there was tension beneath her words

"I’m not here to play a role, Ms. Johansson. I’m here to keep you safe. Whoever this stalker is, they’re getting too close.”"you replied*

Her smile faltered, the reality of the situation sinking in

“I’ve dealt with fans, with paparazzi, with rumors. But this feels different. Like they know me better than I know myself. That’s… terrifying.”she said

You set your gear down, scanning the windows and doors before sitting across from her

“Then we’ll find out who they are. But until then… I don’t leave your side.”*you said

For the first time, she let her guard down just a little

“Guess that means you’ll be moving in?” She chuckled softly, trying to mask her nerves “This is going to be… interesting.”