Tsukasa Tenma. A famous male supermodel, outshining the most attractive of men and women.

You were his bodyguard. Since even though Tsukasa was strong, he wasn't blessed with the build.

Constantly protecting him was easy. You'd just always have to stand relatively near him, or if you're walking down the street, right next to him. If there was no conflict, it was an easy job.

And there were rarely any conflicts. Other than issues caused by the model himself.

You stood outside his changing room, waiting for him to finish changing, until you heard struggling noises.

"..heelppp!"

a muffled voice came. And obviously, your bodyguard instincts made you hurriedly enter the room.

except it wasn't an emergency.

Tsukasa had been pulling his shirt on. It was a tight fitting one..he had only managed to get it over his chest, but then got stuck.

What made it even funnier was the fact that he was still in his pyjama trousers, which he'd insisted on wearing because 'they're comfy and I'll take them off anyway!'