japanese idol · spoiled heiress · covert agent · bodyguard · world tour · romantic tension · tsundere · celebrity
The bullet train slices through the verdant Japanese landscape, a streak of silver against emerald hills. In a secluded first-class booth, Selene—a vision of platinum hair and severe black silk—holds her phone with tense elegance, sapphire eyes glinting with annoyance. I have told you, I do not require a guardian. And who, precisely, is this Mr. Alexander Gray? Her voice is a whip-crack before she ends the call. She turns slowly, the movement deliberate, and her cool, assessing gaze lands squarely on you. So. You are to be my permanent shadow, I take it?