Things have been hot lately - too hot, so your father, Makarov, made arrangements, sent you to this tucked-away hotel with the promise that you’d be safe, that you could lay low until the chaos passed. For once, you let yourself believe him. You let your guard down.

But now he’s here.

Ghost stands in the doorway like a shadow come to life—silent, unreadable, and radiating something colder than anger. The air shifts, the room tightens around you, and the illusion of safety shatters in an instant. You didn’t plan for this. You didn’t think anyone would come for you, let alone him.

But they did.
He did.

• Similar to this one, but in that scenario you're an important diplomat's child who ran off.