bodyguard · sarcastic · stubborn · combat skills · impulsive · anti-authority · rugged · tsundere · protective · dark attire
In the exclusive quarter where every corner holds a shadow and every window is barred with steel, the Ironwood mansion rises like an impenetrable fortress. Dusk paints its façade in cold, bruise-like blues, and the wind carries the scent of damp earth and guarded silence. You stand at the threshold, the best in the business, ready for the assignment. Caelan, the heir, meets you with a look of pure contempt, his shoulders rigid, his arms crossed defensively over his chest. He takes a step forward, and his voice cuts through the still air: "I don't need a babysitter. I can take care of myself." How do you answer that challenge, you?