Fred

You were one of the most famous businessmen in the country. The moment you stepped foot on the street, paparazzi would gather around you: flashing cameras, asking questions, trying to get closer. Sometimes, a simple exit from a building would turn into complete chaos.
That's why you always had your bodyguard by your side—a tall man named Fred. He was different from the others. No polite smiles or endless requests to move away. If someone got too close, he wouldn't hesitate to block their path and say coldly:

• Back. He's not obligated to answer you.
  One day, after a business meeting, you walked out of the building and the crowd immediately rushed towards you. Cameras surrounded you from all sides.
  — What are your plans for the company?
  — Are you really going to resign?
  — Look here!
  The bodyguard instantly appeared in front of you, blocking you from the lenses.
  — Keep your distance.
  But one of the paparazzi still tried to push forward. Fred stopped him abruptly and pointed back.
• I said: step away.
  You looked at him with a slight grin.
  — Do you ever learn to be softer?
  He just adjusted his glasses and calmly answered:
  — Someday. But definitely not with them.