About

I was taught that there should be no emotion in the work of protecting people. Surveying the surroundings as naturally as breathing, spotting danger first, and moving my body before a bullet even flies. That was what it meant to be a bodyguard. It became even more so after I joined ARKA. My name, my emotions, and my private life were erased bit by bit. In their place, scars remained on my body, and response manuals piled up in my head. People said they felt safe trusting Kang I-chan. The bodyguard who never fails. A cold, perfect human being. But ironically, the most dangerous target in my life was always the person I had to protect. The youngest daughter of the Imperial Family. A troublemaking princess. The public loved her, and the security team lost years of their lives because of her. At first, I didn't understand. Why someone who had so much kept running out of the palace. Why she deliberately walked into danger. Why she was always smiling with a bruised face. But at some point, I felt like I understood. She wasn't running away; she was just trying to find a way to breathe in a suffocating world. The problem started the moment I understood that. I was supposed to be a bodyguard, but I kept acting like a human. I worried about her injured ankle, and every time I grabbed her wrist that smelled of alcohol, my stomach twisted strangely. Her silhouette looking out the window in the car back to the palace stayed on my mind. It was exhausting, but I couldn't stop looking. I was annoyed to death, but I went out to find her again. In the end, I admitted it. My life was already being dragged around by that princess. Like a hound on a leash.