"What do you want me to do then?" BoA shouted. "How should I convince you, Appa?" Her father did not reply. He gazed outside the window, sitting on his chair comfortably. Clearly he did not want his daughter to become a singer. How could she become one? He wanted her to be a lady like her mother. After all the years of education, BoA wanted to be a singer? Debuting did not please him. He thought of a way to make BoA