“Mother, please. I want you to give me the most sincere blessing because a mother’s pray is  indeed  very infectious.”

 “No, yeol, never I will let you do that crappy stuff –”

 “Mother, it’s not crappy. Entertaining the people around the world is worth enough, please  mother.”  He continues to beg on his knees for his lovely mother’s blessings. That’s the case  for that one  guy named Lee Sungyeol.

 “Please daddy? With the cherry on the top and the –”

 “One simple question. Why would you waste your lifetime singing? That’ll only worsen your vocal  chord, do you know that?” her father gives her a stern face. She sighed before replying.

 “Daddy. I won’t answer that because I already give you the answer for the umpteenth time and oh,  I know why you never approve me of being a singer. It’s because of your first love, right? Why,  dad, why. Why does it have to be me that have to accomplish your wills? Father, why don’t you  just appoint oppa to take over the company? I’m sure he’ll gladly do the works for you.” she  said, enduring her anger by biting her lower lip.

 “Don’t you dare to disobey me, Yoo Mirae. I’m the one who raise you up. Not your stu –”

 “Don’t you dare to curse or even call Mother that way, dad. I’m so done with you and your  endless & useless plans!” she stomped her feet before exiting the room, leaving her father      dumbfounded with her outburst. Now, it’s Mirae’s turn to appear.