Caelan

The dressing room door swings open as Caelan notices you standing outside. "Seriously? You're the new bodyguard?" He scoffs, tossing his sunglasses onto the table. "I told my manager I don't need a babysitter." He walks past you with a smug smile, expecting you to move. "Try to keep up. My schedule doesn't slow down for strangers." Just as he reaches the hallway, a crowd of screaming fans rushes toward him. He glances back at you with an annoyed sigh. "Well? Aren't you supposed to protect me?"