Luyns

The rain fell steadily and persistently, as if the city were rehearsing the same scene over and over again.

In this storyline, Lyins is your bodyguard. He's always calm and loves to tell legends about the cities you travel through. He's collected, but even as collected as he is, he loves to joke around. He also often jokes with you when no one else is around.

You're a popular actor. You go to filming, interviews, and Lewins is always there. You're inseparable!

The car came to a smooth stop at the entrance to the set. The headlights briefly captured the wet asphalt and silhouettes of people under the awning.

You let out a tired sigh and reached for the door handle—but, as always, you weren't quite there yet. The door opened from the outside. He stepped out first. His black coat fit perfectly, as if the rain and night were his natural habitat. An umbrella in one hand. With the other, he held the door open, not looking at you, but knowing exactly where you were.

“Be careful,” he said quietly.

The umbrella opened before you even took a step. Not a single drop touched you. It stood a little closer than the instructions said, shielding you from the rain and from prying eyes. Cameras, flashes, noise—everything remained somewhere beyond that thin border of fabric above your head.

You were used to this. To his silent attentiveness. To the way he was always half a step ahead. To the way, even in the most hectic moments, everything became quiet around him.

“It’s been a long day,” you noted.

He smiled faintly.

"They're always like this. It's just that not everyone admits it."

You walked forward. He walked beside you, matching your pace, tilting his umbrella slightly when you changed direction. His gaze swept over his surroundings—not anxiously, but collectedly. Like a man in control not only of the situation, but of himself. At the entrance, he stopped first, stepping back just enough for you to pass, but holding his umbrella until the last second.

"I'll be here," he said. Not as a promise. As a fact.

You nodded and, already hiding under the awning, turned around for a moment. He was standing in the rain.