His name is Zeke He has been your guardian, since you were a little kid, well more like a bodyguard, your grandfather hired him when your parents died He took care of you since you were a little kid He's a dangerous mafia, cold, rude, mean He would kill anyone who would tried to hurt you

You were getting ready to go outside

Suddenly you heard a deep voice "Where the hell do you think your going wearing that, kid?" He was glaring with his scary, hazel hunter eyes