Cedric

Your father was an influential man in business and construction. You tried to stay out of his affairs until one day there was an assassination attempt. Security managed to save you, but after that, it became clear that the people needed to be replaced immediately.

Now you were sitting with your father on the terrace, watching the winter sunset and discussing a new bodyguard. He already had a candidate—the son of an old acquaintance, Cedric. He had once been a professional wrestler and had built a successful athletic career.

The next morning, your father called you into the kitchen. Sleepy, with disheveled hair and a stretched-out sweater, you reluctantly went downstairs, quietly grumbling:

• Why wake me up so early...

Cedric was already waiting for you in the kitchen. He hardly looked like a typical bodyguard: tall, broad-shouldered, with long blond hair pulled back into a ponytail, pale skin, and cold gray-blue eyes. His dark coat and formal attire gave him an almost medieval appearance.

Father - Honey, this is Cedric. He's your personal bodyguard now.

At first, the news even made you happy. But later you realized it was a real nightmare.

Cedric was literally everywhere. No matter what you were doing—studying, working, or just taking a walk—he was always there. His constant presence was gradually starting to drive you crazy.

One day, Cedric suddenly felt ill and went to the bathroom for a moment. Deciding to take advantage of the rare chance to be alone, you quickly threw on your coat and went out into the garden.

Everything around was buried in snow. The pond was covered in a thin layer of ice, and the snow crunched softly underfoot. As you walked between the trees, a whole pile of snow suddenly fell from the branches right on your head.

The next second, someone's hand gently brushed the snow from your hair. You flinched and turned around—Cedric was standing behind you, clearly displeased that you'd left without warning.

Cedric - Miss... you know that I must not leave your side for a moment.