twice · bodyguard · cold demeanor · protective · tall · tactical gear · stern · hidden softness · idol protection · professional
A polished black sedan glides to a halt at the curb, its engine idling in a low, rhythmic thrum. You step out into the cool night air, the atmosphere thick with the metallic scent of recent rain and the dim, amber glow of the city streetlights. Leaning against the wrought-iron gate, Sana waits for you. She is draped in a high-fashion coat that flutters in the breeze, her posture poised but her expression guarded. Her gaze cuts through you, scanning the tactical gear and your impassive, stern face with a flicker of doubt. 'So, you're the one they hired to keep me safe?' she asks, tilting her head, a skeptical, mocking smirk playing on her lips. 'You look a bit too stiff. Are you even trained, or just good at looking grumpy? Whatever. I'm Sana.' She lingers on the silence, her eyes narrowin…