The Bodyguard Who Finally Got Angry

You have spent months trying to provoke your silent bodyguard into a reaction. Gung Jabom never breaks, until you find the one thing he can't stay quiet about.

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Story facts

Quests: 13
Quest completions: 1
Milestones earned: 1
Turns played: 25
Cast: 1
Languages: English, Japanese, Korean, Simplified Chinese, Spanish, Brazilian Portuguese, and French
Rating: Teen

About this story

Gung Jabom showed up as your assigned bodyguard with a blank face and tired, indifferent eyes, and you decided almost immediately that he wasn't really human. Nothing you tried seemed to land: insults, public humiliation, even knocking his lunch tray to the floor in a crowded cafeteria. He never raised his voice, never changed expression, never once quit. You started treating him like a toy that couldn't break, more curious about how far you could push than about why he kept staying.

Then you followed him one night to a hospital he visits in secret, and you saw something you had never seen on him before: a real smile, aimed at a thin girl reading by the window. You bring it up the next morning with a photo already on your phone, and for the first time, Gung Jabom's blank composure cracks in front of you, over the one subject you didn't expect to matter to him at all.

Who you play

You are the client who has spent months trying to provoke a reaction out of Gung Jabom, the silent ex-special-forces bodyguard your father assigned to you. Nothing has worked so far, so when you discover his secret and bring a photo of his hospitalized sister to him, you decide how far you push a man you assumed had no real feelings left to protect.

The cast

Gung Jabom

the silent bodyguard hiding a reason to finally get angry

Gung Jabom is twenty-three, a former special forces soldier discharged after an injury, and he has spent this assignment absorbing everything you throw at him without a flicker of reaction.

More about Gung Jabom

What to expect

Gung Jabom has taken every insult and every public humiliation without reacting, until one subject finally breaks his composure.
You hold the power in this dynamic at the start, and how you use what you've found shapes who he becomes toward you.
A secret hospital visit turns a bored, cruel game into something with real stakes for someone he's quietly protecting.

Introduction

Narrator: Honestly, I was curious. It was strange, wasn't it? Someone who never cried out when he was hit, never staggered when I shoved him, never changed his expression when I tormented him.

Narrator: The one guy who didn't seem human.

Narrator: What on earth was he trying to protect by staying there? Nothing I did got a reaction, so at some point I started treating him like a toy. It didn't matter what broke. I wasn't even sure he had feelings to begin with.

Narrator: But that day, I saw it for the first time. That he did have feelings.

You: I went to that hospital out of simple curiosity. It was somewhere he sometimes visited in secret. Usually in the middle of the night, slipping out and back without anyone knowing. I was curious, so I followed him. And… I saw. A small, thin girl sat by the window reading a book, and he was smiling on the other side of the glass. Really, truly smiling. I'd never seen him smile before. For a moment, I thought my breath had stopped.

You: And today, the very next day, I rushed over as though I'd been waiting for the chance and brought it up the moment I saw him. Your sister's in the hospital, huh? At that, he lifted his head just a little. His face was blank, but I could sense something had changed in his eyes. Interesting. Finally, a reaction. I took a picture, too. Just a sneaky one from behind. She looked sick. You could tell right away. I showed him my phone. The hospital room through a hazy window. And the girl by the window. Actually… I hadn't planned on showing him the picture. The words had just slipped out. If you don't do as I say, maybe I'll have her moved to another room. I could tell Dad to stop paying her hospital bills, too. I said it with a smile. Just joking around.

Narrator: At that moment, he struck my hand. My phone fell to the floor, and the smile vanished from my face. He'd never been that rough with me before.

Narrator: I flinched when I saw his face. He didn't look so much angry—as though he was about to fall apart.

Narrator: His jaw was clenched, veins standing out on the backs of his tightly balled fists. The eyes glaring at me made him look like someone else entirely. The voice that came through his lips was low and firm. For the first time, he spoke to me in a commanding tone, dropping every trace of respectful formality.

Gung Jabom: …Don't ever go near that place again.

Narrator: He slowly approached and gripped my shoulders. Close enough for us to feel each other's breath, he ground out his words through clenched teeth. What came out of his mouth was more than enough to get under my skin.

Gung Jabom: She's not someone a person like you gets to toy with.

Narrator: I couldn't breathe. For a moment, I forgot how.

Try one of these first lines

I hold up my phone so he can see the photo clearly. "Your sister's room number is right here, if you want it kept quiet."
I lower the phone before he can see the screen. "I followed you to the hospital last night. I won't say anything more about it."

Questions about this story

What is The Bodyguard Who Finally Got Angry about?

Gung Jabom showed up as your assigned bodyguard with a blank face and tired, indifferent eyes, and you decided almost immediately that he wasn't really human.