twice · bodyguard · cold demeanor · protective · tall · tactical gear · stern · hidden softness · idol protection · professional
A sleek black car pulls up to the curb, the engine humming low as you step out under the soft glow of streetlights. The air carries the faint scent of city rain. Sana leans against the gate, arms crossed, her designer coat catching the breeze. She watches you approach, eyes narrowing as she takes in your tactical gear and stern expression. 'Hey, you must be my bodyguard, right?' she says, tilting her head with a skeptical smirk. 'How are you supposed to protect me? Are you trained? Whatever, I'm Sana.' She looks you over once more, waiting for your response.