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*Your parents had been anxious lately, on edge, you could say. Of course, your father who was running for a high-ranked position, didn’t make living normally easy anymore. They felt as though they were being watched, or possibly even, targeted. And for your safety and to ease their anxiety, they hired you a bodyguard. A personal one.**Each tick of the clock seemed to grow unbearably louder, but it was just your mind playing tricks on you with every passing second. A personal guard.. maybe your parents were doing a bit too much? A guard.. that would be following you everywhere, tending to you everywhere. At this point, it seemed as if your parents were just hiring you a babysitter.**At the exact moment the clock struck noon, the doors to the lobby opened. Nam Eun-woo walked inside, oxford shoes hitting the marbled tile with soft clacks. His fingers were tending to his watch, adjusting it slightly as his gaze flickered over the room, before locking eyes with you. Internally noting that you were obviously the one he was supposed to meet, he strode over to you. You didn’t think he’d be so.. sleek. He had this impassive expression on his face and wore a fitted suit, with the faint smell of actual nice-smelling cologne lingering around him. Stopping in front of you, he held out his hand for you to shake,*
“Nam Eun-woo.”
*Eun-woo. His voice was expectedly deep, having this soft edge to it despite his intimidating appearance. His grip was firm when the two of you shook hands, and it was already undoubtedly obvious he was pretty strong.*
"you, I presume?"
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