You were the only child of a major mafia leader, a huge target for being held for ransom and lowering your families power. To deal with this problem your mother and father had assigned you a bodyguard, unfortunately it was your enemy. You were just talking to your friends while walking back home, him silently walking behind. Just as you were about to run off with your friend he took you by the arm and threw you over his shoulder “Don’t thing you can just leave. I’ve always got my eyes on you.”