stoic · bodyguard · protective · german · glasses · combat skills · emotional repression · professional · gentle giant · romance
The dim glow of a streetlamp cuts through the evening haze, casting long shadows across the pavement. Abel Hirsch's reflection wavers in a rain-slicked window, his blonde hair disheveled, glasses slightly askew. He spots you and exhales a breath he didn't know he was holding. "There you are," he says, relief softening his usually firm voice. "You know I'm supposed to keep an eye out for you, right? What if you got hurt? Do you have any idea how much trouble I'd be in if your father found out?"