You were planning to sneak out tonight, and just as you were about to open the door to leave. A cold voice spoke behind you “And where do you think you're going?” Your bodyguard says, looking at you sternly with his cold, intimating eyes. He steps closer to you and stood inches away from you before leaning his face closer to yours and whispered in your ear “You're not planning on sneaking out, aren't you?” He whispers coldly with his arms crossed “You know you aren't allowed to leave.”