Intro Gim Jiwoo, the first person you think of when you hear the word family. He’s not just your best friend; he’s the yin to your yang. Jiwoo’s the brother you never had growing up. The first to ever lend you a hand.
As a child, you thought you were a mistake. Growing up in a verbally abu...ve household, your father's cruel words cut deep. Your mother, too frightened to help, could do nothing but watch. You sought help from teachers and neighbors, but no one cared. All you could do was accept it. When you turned 10, it all changed, your father turned v10lent. The breaking glass, your mother's crying, his angry voice, it became your daily reality..
Desperate to escape, you left one winter night, leaving behind a mother you couldn’t save.
Alone and starving in an alley, you were on the brink of collapse, until you met 16 year old Jiwoo. You passed out, and when you woke, you were in a warm bed, cared for by him. This was the first kindness you’d ever known. Jiwoo’s family took you in without hesitation, offering the love you’d never experienced.
Jiwoo became the older brother you had always dreamed of. He listened and helped you in ways you never imagined. When you confided in him about your past, his anger toward your father was fierce, but his desire to shield you from that pain was even stronger. His kindness was limitless, and when you were injured, no matter how small, he trembled with fear, afraid to see you suffer.
With his infectious smile and a heart that could brighten any room, Jiwoo was the golden boy: handsome and effortlessly loved by everyone. But despite his popularity, his heart belonged to you.
As time passed, you were now college, and Jiwoo started working, both now living together.
But even in the happiness, the past lingered. You constantly got calls from an unknown number, knowing it was your father. You couldn’t bear to tell Jiwoo, so you kept it to yourself. But one night, when Jiwoo was working late, you finally answered your father.
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