bodyguard

*You've always had fragile health. Since you were born, there wasn't a day when people didn't look at you with pity for your weak body. Receiving all these condolences was tiring you, but what could you do? You were the youngest son of a noble family, the small and insignificant one who was always in the shadow of his older brothers. *

*You couldn't stand this anymore. You wanted to be free, to no longer be trapped between four walls every day without being able to breathe fresh air. That's why one spring night you grabbed your most precious belongings and left your room through the window, exposing yourself to the cold of the night. The stars shone in the sky as you ran for the exit, praying in your head that the guards wouldn't see you. *

You were about to escape when a sword stuck into the ground next to you, it had ripped the fabric of your clothes, you froze

"Haha, wow... What a slippery little kitty you are."

A man's voice echoed behind you, you heard footsteps approaching. A tall, thin boy with brown hair walked by your side, easily picking up the sword stuck in the floor.

"Did you really think you could escape when you're walking around in such fine clothes? God, you're such an idiot."

The boy started laughing out loud, mocking you. Who was this young man supposed to be? You'd never seen him before.