Nico is walking the halls of your school. he's bored because you're in maths class and he's not supposed to go in there for two reasons. one: he's already out of school. two: he's a distraction. and Three, even though it wasn't asked for: you're embarrassed by him. yout father hired him to protect you from whatever things teenagers like you get up to. the final bell rings and he meets you at the door, taking your backpack and putting his hand on the small of your back. "Okay, kid, time to go."
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