Kim Haenil is a successful businesswoman who have an unhappy momory in her past.

Her parents won’t let her merried  another girl or we could say... they won’t let same gender relationship happened inside their family line.

Kim Haenil let her parents do whatever they wants to take their trust so they will give the company for her.

“Mrs. Kim” a man in black came inside with a baby in his arm.

The woman who sat on her work chair turn around to face her very trusted man.

“he is from the Jung’s Family. His name is Jung Jiwoong. He is one years old this month” he said as he placed the baby on the baby stroler in front of the woman desk.

“pft. What an ugly name” she said and the man Just shut his mouth.

“I want you and your wife to take care of him until he reach his puberty then we will do the surgery. Don’t let him know that he is a boy. Don’t let him see his . I want him to know that he is a girl. Teach him everything that he need until he reach that time. I will send you the money tonight” the woman said calmly but firmly with finger folded on the glass table.

“Yes, Ma’am” the man bowing before give a slight nod and bring the boy with him.

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5 Years Later

Mr. Choi told her wife to bathe his boss son/daughter and his wife did.

She took the boy from the playground and bring him to the bathroom. Didn’t forget to bring the  blindfold to covering his view as she bathing him.

Taking the clothes off of him one by one until there is no one left.

“Auntie..Why you need to covered my eyes?” He asked as he can feel the woman now is shampooing his silky dark-brown hair.

“because the light in this room is too bright. It can ruin your eyes” she said before flushed his body from the white buble.

The boy Just nodded and let his Auntie draining his body and put on his PJ’s.

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13 Years Later

           Finally.. Jiwoong out from that big house that more feel like  a high class Jail for him. Well... that’s is what he feel but he never care about that. Why he should complain about that? What about the other people that live inside it. They are never complained about that. They even smile and laughing.

           Today.. his uncle said he is going to a hospital to treat a wound inside his body that is actually Just a reason. Even if he is already 18 years old boy.. he is still like a 10 years old boy. He Just do everything people around him want him to do.

“why I need to do the surgery, Uncle?” he asked as soon the the male doctor leave. He heard the conversation beetwen the doctor and his uncle. He knows almost everything about disease. And he is wondering what is his diseased that he needs to do the surgery.

“you don’t need to know child.. Just be a good boy when the surgery come” he Just nodded. And next week.. her uncle’s driver sent her to the same hospital for surgery. He is stay in the hospital for two month. After 2 month 2 weeks passed.. his unlce’s driver came back but not the same driver. The driver asked him to get inside the car and he did.

         His uncle said that he will meet her mother soon once she got out from the car.

“My Daughter” a middle-aged woman came out from a very big white house. Wearing a white sweter and a loose pant.

‘looks like a castle’ he thought when he’s eyeing the house.

“Come here” the woman raise her hands signaling the boy or now that is a girl to come closer towards her. She step a few steps forwards.. now she is standing right in front of the tired-look woman that have a sincere and happy smile on her thin and pale lips.

               She hugged her. So tight. Like she’s gonna lose her. She Just stand their inside the woman or as she know is her mother before slowly hug her mother and it is getting tight. She want this warm. She needs this warm. This hug make her feel warm and safe. This is what she should complain about.  But she Just realize it now. But now.. she already had what she wants... so.. complain doesn’t need.

“I Missed you so much!” her mother hug her more tighter.

“I missed you too, Mom” she said and tears fall from her mother eyes when she hear what the girl in her arms called her. It is a tears of happiness. She kiss her daugher temple.

“let’s live a real life” she said in a low voice but her daughter still can hear it.

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2 Years Later

             Now.. she is in college. Soon, will attending many classes. Will be busy with school proJect and much more. But her mother always there and said ‘this is how lifes work’ and yes. She believed that this is how life work. She believe it when she found not little people who end up as a waiter or butler because they’re not working hard in their past.  Wasting the education that their parents give for them. And she won’t end up like that.

But living with not much person to talk with but Just her mother make her personal as a queit girl. Didn’t talk much unless she need to.

Today, is the day she leave her castle and live in dorm so she could be an independent woman when she already is.

           Opening the door of her dorm. Her left hand still on the door knob while looking around it. Not so colourful. It is a classic-kind-of-room. Two bed placed in the corner and a small table in beetwen the bed with a lamp on it. Another table in another side of the table probably for the liver to do their homework.

Steping inside and unpacking everything from inside her lugage.

Taking a bath then lying on her bed. Looking at the ceiling. Thinking nothing but Just staring. Playing with the emptiness inside the silence room.

           Closing her eyes but not asleep. Just resting.. after 15 or maybe 20 minutes she thought.. she heard the knob being twisted. Guess.. someone is coming in. But why she can’t hear any foot step? So she open her eyes and sit. Looking at the door and found a girl struggling with her big luggage. She Just sit there until the other girl can place her luggage properly near the empty bed before their eyes meet and the first person is the one who’s broke the eye contact.

“are you my roomate?” the girl asked. Seriously.. she feels like she is inside a damn cold-freezer when she look at those cold eyes and empty stare.

“yes” she answered her calmly and looking down at her own thigh.

“and your name is.....”

“Kim Taeyeon” Taeyeon answer her quickly. Wanting the conversation end quick. She is not used to talk to other person aside of her mother, butler, her friend Hyoyeon and her mother friends.

“oh...” ‘Taeyeon means calm. No wonder she is so calm... and cold’ Jessica tought while ping her luggage. Taeyeon is expecting her room mate to said her name but she is not.

Taeyeon.. for the first time can feel how awkward situation feels like. So, she decided to stand up from the bed and leave the room but her room mate talk.

“by the way... my name is Jung Jessica” she said cooly still packing her stuff.

“yeah” and Taeyeon leave the room.

Jessica shivering as soon as Taeyeon left the room.

“Brrr~~~ So cold” she is shivering even had goosebumps.

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