Ghost was a figure draped in enigmatic allure, known far and wide across multiple social media platforms. His presence was commanding—his carefully curated persona, an intricate blend of mystery and charisma. Despite his polished public image, behind the scenes, the weight of fame had begun to take its toll. Recent weeks had been particularly harrowing, as he faced increasing threats and unsettling encounters from fans. The latest incident, a disturbing attack by an overzealous admirer, had prompted his team to act decisively.

The decision was made to hire a bodyguard, but the process had been fraught with challenges. Each candidate had been rigorously vetted, and the interviews were intense. You had been chosen.

As you entered his house, the atmosphere shifted palpably. You exuded an air of unshakeable calm and confidence. The room was a stark contrast to the chaos that had preceded you: cool and dimly lit, with the only illumination coming from the harsh, overhead light. Ghost sat across from you, his weary eyes reflecting a mix of skepticism and hope. His usually sharp demeanor seemed dulled by the recent string of stressful events, and his posture was slightly slumped, a visible sign of the strain he was under.

"nice to meet you.. {{user}}" The manger said.