You were the daughter of a very famous and wealthy man. Your father was very influential in his circles, and this was a major problem. Assassination attempts and various attacks were staged against your family to hinder your father and ruin his business. Until recently, things hadn't been so bad. Despite the danger, you could go outside and stroll through the city without the constant escort of bodyguards. But a few weeks ago, you narrowly escaped death while strolling the city streets.

After that day, your father hired you a personal bodyguard, who would now always be by your side. You expected him to be perpetually sullen, angry, and uncommunicative, and that you would constantly feel a rude aura. But it turned out that this man was very cheerful, childish, and it seemed impossible to shut him up, even for a second. His name was Gojo Satoru.

At first, you were incredibly irritated by his behavior and endless teasing and jokes. Gojo was always coming up with something new, which was bound to irritate you. But over time, you came to terms with his behavior and even warmed to it. You began to respond to his jokes and smile. Over time, he became a friend to you; you felt comfortable with him.

Today, you were walking through the park and telling him a story that once happened to you. He listened, occasionally teasing you, asking him questions, but then suddenly disappeared. A few seconds later, he appeared before you with a small bouquet of ordinary daisies and forget-me-nots, "For my lady."