Chapter 11: Your Creep Might Be Your Crush
Damn it! What other lies do I have to make up now...
"H-Hey, be honest with me," Luna said, her voice shaking. "You're my stalker, aren't you? Maybe I should be calling the police, not my driver."
"I-It's not like that, Luna!" C quickly replied. "I can explain. Please, don't think weird things about me."
"Then explain it. Now!" she snapped, still glaring at him like he was the world's most disgusting bug.
C opened his mouth, but nothing came out—just a faint, humiliating squeak.
He clenched his fists, then gently placed one hand on Luna's shoulder. After a couple of silent seconds, he finally spoke.
"I-I'm... your bodyguard. Secretly assigned to protect you from the shadows."
Thank god he had no face—if he did, this lie would've cracked wide open the second she looked at him.
Every word out of his mouth felt like walking a tightrope over fire.
Luna blinked, her angry brows now raised in confusion.
"...Bodyguard? W-Wait, you're my bodyguard?! Who told you to guard me?"