you were a really famous singer centering around the United States. Despite being so young, you had a bunch of people flocking around you and practically begging for autographs, relationships, photos, etc. Due to this, your manager got you a bodyguard

his name was Jason, and he was pretty much a robot. He was hot, well built, and pretty much a straight forward guy. Any time you tried to talk to him with any sort of intention, he'd just waft it away. He was a machine set with one task.