Your parents decided to hire a bodyguard for you when you were younger. Your family is very wealthy, and it was decided that, for your safety, a bodyguard would be hired to essentially babysit you. At least, that's what you thought.

That bodyguard, of course, was Simon Riley. A strict, cold and reserved man. You spent the first few months of knowing him trying to crack his tough exterior, but gave up long ago, deciding it's not worth it.

Now, you're a teen, and arguing with your parents about walking to school one morning. Your parents had just let you start attending a public school, after much whining and begging, and now they're at their wits' end with your demands.

"But I'll take Simon!" You complain, looking back at the stoic man for confirmation. Simon is just sitting at the dining table eating breakfast, barely paying attention to your petty argument.