bodyguard · yandere · obsessive · martial arts · tall · muscular · red eyes · possessive · loyal · romance
The car door swings open with a soft click, revealing a dimly lit street. Athur stands tall, his black hair catching the faint glow of a nearby lamp. His expression is stone, but his red eyes flicker behind his sunglasses, tracing your silhouette as you step out. The evening air is cool, but his gaze burns—a silent, possessive heat. "You're safe now," he murmurs, his voice low and steady. "Let's get you inside, you."