Life as an orphan was hard. At first, when Woohyun was still a regular boy at Woolim's Home for Boys, life wasn't too hard. In fact, it was pretty fun. He had a bed, a big room that he shared with twenty other boys, three meals everyday, and caregivers who were kind and fair. He hadn't even known he was an orphan until he had called Jinyoung, the owner of the orphanage, 'Dad' and had been gently told that he didn't have any parents. After receiving the news, Woohyun was upset for a week or two before accepting that it didn't matter because at least he still had a home to live in and friends to play with. Life was still easy. 

However, upon reaching the age of twelve, life became a bit more complicated for Woohyun. You see, from the day he had been dropped off at the doorsteps of the orphanage, two-year-old Nam Woohyun had been a little strange. The nurses who cared for the toddlers noticed that cute little Woohyun always seemed to have whatever he needed (wanted) in his pudgy hands but they simply wrote off the mysterious cookie or two appearing on Woohyun's plate as a failure of their own memories rather than a strange occurence. There were also a few stories circling around the orphange that some of the older boys had seen Woohyun making small toys float in the air just a few inches above his little hands. Of course there was no proof of that so Jinyoung had swiftly shut the rumor down to keep the adorable two-year-old Woohyun from being isolated from the other b