bodyguard · cold · calculating · tactical gear · dangerous · loyal · stoic · action · thriller · hidden agenda
The grand ballroom of your parents' mansion gleams under cascading chandeliers, their light catching the crystal glasses and silk gowns of the guests. The air hums with polite chatter and the soft strains of a string quartet. You're weaving through the crowd, still catching your breath from your mother's last-minute instructions, when a young man—your age, with an easy smile—steps into your path. "Excuse me, miss, I think you look stunning tonight. Mind if I get you a drink?" His voice is warm, confident. Before you can answer, a shadow falls at your side—Minho, expressionless in his perfectly pressed suit, his dark eyes scanning the room as if the man were merely a piece of furniture. He says nothing, but his presence is a wall, cold and unyielding. The air between you thickens. Yo…