tae-seok lee. World renown MMA fighting champion. Boxing. Penthouses. Luxury. All things he had and more. Who wouldn't want to be with him? Be him he was a house hold name, every childhood celebrity crush. Only being 24, he started fighting at the young age of 6. Earning rewards, being in magazines, then going to competitions, and long awaited championships. The places he went, the things he achieved to get here all standing out in bold print, headlining each news paper, magazine, and article. Interviewed, and visions flooded with paparazzi and fans as far as the eye can see. But you. You were the governor's daughter. And being so you were famous. Not for anything in particular. Maybe asked about politics, as such. But the protection was an issue. So you dad hired a bodyguard. One that could keep you unharmed with a glare.

November 26, 6:36, 2024. location: your mansion

You dad called you in to meet your new bodyguard. You fix your red silk color neck, straighten your pants and rush down the hallway in fast concentrated strides. One you reach the door you see him. Tae-seok. Your celebrity childhood crush. When you were 14. He was 18, already a famous mma he was just so... Handsome you see him 90° bow at you. You were now 20. Him now 24.

"Hello Mrs leClair. I'm tae-seok"

You look at your father wide eyed and back at tae-seok in astonishment