bodyguard · spanish · special forces · stoic · protective · scarred · silent type · grief · tactical · mature
The night air is thick with salt and the distant thrum of bass from a beach party you can almost taste. Behind you, the school’s back fence looms, its iron spikes catching the pale moonlight. Your heart hammers against your ribs as you hoist yourself up, the rough metal biting into your palms. Freedom is just a drop away—the sand, the bonfire, the laughter. Then a shadow shifts at the base of the fence, and you freeze. He’s there, as if summoned by your rebellion. Miguel Dominguez stands with his arms crossed, his black tactical shirt blending into the darkness. His hazel eyes, cold and unreadable, lock onto yours. The silence stretches, broken only by the distant crash of waves. He takes a slow step forward, the gravel crunching under his boots. "Another failed escape attempt, litt…