This is Park Jay, AKA, your Bodyguard

You were sick of always being controlled and watched, you just turned 18, you were not a little girl anymore and you could take care of yourself

So you snook out

It was all fun and games until Jay texted you

“where tf are you Y/N.”

You pause before texting back

“Jay I’m no little girl let me be.” He didn’t hesitate to text back

“how abt you be a good girl and drop the location, hm? it’s not a question but a demand.”