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He remembered most of his childhood days spent in the alleys either fighting for food or begging for it. The sky always looked grey but it never rains, and whenever such a weather comes, it means he and the other kids have to go look for food. Eyes staring at them with gaze that filled with discrimination and disgust, he never raised his head to look at them. When a few old ladies spared them with clean, untouched food, it was the time where blood is involved, either he was fast enough to punch the kids first or he got beat up on the ground instead. The fight for food among kids had been ugly and it was not a play.

Few years on the street had harvested his quiet yet thoughtful personality. He became sensitive to things and could easily sense something's up within gestures, a few seconds or silence, or by instinct. His childish yet growing looks also attracted more eyes to him, but filled with admiration and compliments. One day out in the street alone, a friendly-looking couple stopped him with a smile, and asked something along the lines like 'do you want to be our son?' and after that, he started to live in a house, warm and cozy, with freshly cooked food, served to him while it's still warm. He started getting new clothes, and even had the chance to go to school. The couple's family name was Yoon, and he was given a name: Jeonghan. Life miraculously gotten better for him, he grew up healthily and was a top student in class, eventually gotten into the police force because of the world he wanted to make better.

But if things were that easy, Jeonghan might not have changed at all. When the Yoon couple found their long lost son, everything went back to hell for him. With wide smiles on their face when they found their biological son, Jeonghan knew he was a replacement after all. But years had passed and he already started working, Jeonghan knew even when the parents said nothing, he already had no spot in their mind. So he asked for some money and moved out, but things became dramatically worst after the whole adoption dream. Things never changed outside, he just lived in a sugar-wrapped dream for a long time. One time when he went to the bar, he started to get involved with the city's underground Yakuza and providing them information exclusively in the police force for money. He still wanted a comfortable life, so he would do anything within his acceptable limits for that.

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"Looks, are indeed, deceiving."

Once upon a time, there was a small, unknown orphanage in the outskirts of Aerok. Many children aging between 2 months old to 12 live in this rundown place, together being looked after by a few nuns who were like angels sent from the heavens. One of the children, was Choi Seungcheol. Ever since he could start remembering things, he was already in this orphanage. He was one of the sandwich kids, with a few older than him and a lot more younger than him. Being taught by the nuns, he grew up taking care of the younger kids by working in the kitchen, cooking three meals a day for them. At the age of seven, he stood on his little bench and beared the heat coming from the stove, ignoring all the sweat running down his forehead. By the age of sixteen, he was already a chef with reputation among the kids and nuns. He loved cooking, and with the encouragement from the nuns, he planned to seek a job in the town as a chef. Even though he was never being adopted by any families, he was never jealous about it despite watching his playmates left one by one. New kids constantly came into the orphanage with different reasons, and as one of the older kids he felt the responsibility to help out the nuns who were getting old. However, his job seeking in the town was not successful. And this time, he could not put himself to smile as it hurt his self-esteem. He could not rely on the nuns anymore, it was already hard for them to raise the kids in the orphanage, so one night after the thoughts had flushed across his last borderline, he ran away.

He started to live on the streets in town, seeking ways to survive. While he tried to look for a job, it was harder than he thought when people looked down on his background. He had to eat, so he would steal a few apples, sometimes the vegetables, finishing them in the alley and walked out like nothing had happened.

Did he hate this kind of life? Yes. Did he have a choice? No.

Finally, a restaurant owner decided to hire him when the last chef left them without notice. Seungcheol was on cloud nine and he worked hard, thinking of giving some of his pay to the nuns to relieve their pressure. But when he got his first month pay and returned to the same place, the orphanage had been burnt down into ashes because the debt they had accumulated was far more than expected. His heart ached as he blamed himself for not being able to help them sooner, but now he had to help the other kids. He could never abandon them. It was also when he reunioned with his old friend, who was adopted by his foster parents when he was younger. The two gained a mutual goal into helping the kids: one was trained well and used his skills for stealing, while he continued working and helped him to cover his tracks. But one day after a couple of years, he disappeared. No one knew where he went, and the kids needed to be fed. Seungcheol happened to know he was going to steal something in the Gaya palace, and that could be where he was. So in order to find him, Seungcheol quitted his job and entered the palace. What he didn't expect was, he became a royal guard when he was applying to be a royal chef.

It didn't matter though, as long as he entered the palace, there was always a chance to find out what happened to his best friend. And he could still get paid, much higher than a cook in town.

And so, his story started...

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in the corner of the dirty slums of saro, a baby girl was born under the blessings of the flowers and the sun. the old father sighed as he stared at the baby in her mother's arms, walking out from the house as he headed to work, barely even asking for the baby's name. he murmured as he carried a basket onto his back, 'why is it a girl again', while his grass shoes step on the yellowish muddy road. the woman watched her husband left without a word, feeling her heart sinking to the bottom at his reaction. was he blaming her for giving birth to a daughter again? of course the couple knew what does giving birth to a daughter meant, it means they would never be able to get proper education like men does or even have the chance to fight for it. a daughter means she can only wait to get married off, perhaps praying hard to get the king to spare her mercy, making her his concubine. but then being born as a slum meant so much more, it is almost as if you have been graded the lowest rank before even doing anything.

the baby was soon named yeonhee. yeon taken from her mother, hee taken from her father.

the girl barely had memories of her own father for he always worked from day to dawn, getting little rest before heading out to work again. she had never seen his smiles, his words always cold and sharp, but bloodily brutal. she knew she is a girl, and a girl can never have opportunities, she can only pray for herself to get married off to a better household or stay in the slums for the rest of her life. she accepted that as her life, and started to help out for the family when she was able to do so. she cut her long hair for it to be sold to the places where gisaengs use it to make their wigs, worked at a butcher's place just to get leftover and unwanted meat parts for her hardworking parents to get something better to eat than just plain porridge and salted pickles. her life was at least peaceful, but still struggling when sometimes she could not get her hair grow quick enough or even no meat to be spared on some days.

it was until one day when the head of the gisaeng came over to the slums, eyes scanning around the girls on the streets and stopped on her who was working back and forth in the butcher's house. 'you, come over' the head of the gisaeng ordered, and she walked up front hesitantly not knowing what was going on. ‘you have a cute face. wanna join us?' she remembered looking up at the makeup and the fancy hair accessories on their gracefully bunned hair, she gulped at how different they looked from her. so beautiful and elegant, she almost said yes too quickly before anyone else could stop her and tell her what's going on. she was soon taken back to the gisaeng's place, given a fragrant shower in the petals and changed into beautiful silky clothes. the ladies even put on a bit of makeup on her only saying 'young faces don't need too much makeup, youth is your makeup.' her short hair was tied up into a smaller bun with hair accessories pinned to her head, and she was told her work would start from tonight. just as the head of gisaeng was leading her to the other room, she heard her parents running into the house while crying.

"what are you doing! your life will be ruined if you become a gisaeng!"

"yeonhee ah, why- even if we are poor we would never ask you to be a gisaeng."

before the girl realize, the guards of the gisaeng house had dragged her parents out and the head of the gisaeng had a furious look on her face. she was then pushed into the room with many drunk men, all wearing silky clothes who are easily recognizable as the upper-class officials. she saw the other ladies seating in between them, drinking with them while allowing those men to have their hands all around them. when she finally realized what she's into now, a man had dragged her down and a girl's scream could be heard through the room, followed by the sobbing of two old parents outside the gisaeng house. ever since that day, the girl no longer had a smile on her face, the head of gisaeng praised her for her 'marvelous performance' on her first day of work and forced her to sign a contract with them. she was planning to make this girl the next generation of gisaeng, so that she could make even more money for them by attracting more customers.

the girl started to bring more money back home and the family can finally afford to eat something other than rice and rotten vegetables, but her parents could not be happy. especially knowing how that money was made, it was by their daughter selling her body to men who did not even deserve it. their precious daughter had become one of the most discriminated kinds of people, one being often deemed as fancy but worthless for the women were no longer virgin and had been 'contaminated' by men. the contract was meant to last forever but she happened to see her father, the man who used to be cold against her, cried at nights when he was blaming himself for not being able to protect his own daughter. he was strict to her but he wanted nothing but the best for her, and it felt like his mistake to have let the daughter become a gisaeng who will no longer have her life being corrected to the right path. so one day she pretended to be a thief and stole all of the gisaeng's contracts, burning them all in order to have hers burnt as well (since she couldn't read which one was her name) and used that as a threat to let the head of gisaeng let her go. the cunning lady wanted to say more but without the contract, she could not retain yeonhee if not it would be regarded as illegal. yeonhee finally escaped from that hell of a place, but she also lost a job that could help with the family's living.

then one day when her father told her that he had found her a job to be a palace maid, she was so happy that she jumped around, but she also could not help but think how could her father have such extends to get her a job like that. it was until her neighbors told her how they witnessed her father kneeling for a saro royal to beg for a job for her. yeonhee felt her eyes getting wet again, but this time she could not let this perfect chance come to waste. she finally entered the palace to be a palace maid for the saro royals, but the palace had clear rules of not allowing girls who are 'filthy' to work in the palace. yeonhee knew immediately she had to lie, therefore she bribed the auntie who was supposed to check her, claiming that she had fallen off a horse that made her lost her virginity but she was definitely a girl who never even had close contact with men. the auntie saw the girl being so pitiful yet eager to get this job so she accepted the bribery, even saying how she would keep this a secret because she had also a soft spot for girls who were always had it worse than boys. she got to secure her job but of course there were more things that she had to worry about: what if she met one of her previous customers? what if they revealed her identity? what if someone accidentally knew her secret? she knew her life would not be any easier even after being a palace maid, but when she thought about her parents, her heart would sting at how they had tried to give her a better life. she could not make their efforts go to waste.

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she still remembers the first ray of sunlight shining into the glass building as she descends from the escalator, eyes curiously darting around the signs both subbed with korean and english, which are two relatively weak languages for her. but a young heart of excitement barely bothers about it, she has finally arrived in seoul, one of the top listed places that she has vowed to visit at least once in her life on her travel list. she has been dying to visit here ever since middle school, and it is still unreal to her that she finally set foot on this piece of land.

she has done as many preparations for the trip, from the food, language, culture, even accommodation, but perhaps there is something she can never prepare herself for. in fact, no one could have prepared for this.

she was all alone for the first few days, straying in the streets like a scaredy cat. then she met a group of three in the second week, her heart settled down a bit and they shared stories about themselves, where they were and what they did before this outbreak. everyone seemed to have gotten closer after that sharing, and they are more systematic in a way where there are people who are in charge of food, medical supply, flashlights, and firearms.

then they met another group of five on 21st october, 2120. they formed a larger group and like their group, the group of five also has a more matured system of food and other supply. but this time, they are not so lucky. the adults in the groups always fight about who should go out and seek for food, overly dramatic because none wants to risk their lives for others. and one day everything went down when one of them stabbed another, before she knew she was running with her bag and radio, the group of nine eventually split up once again.

she ran away with two other girls namely ling and zhou. they didn't run too far, only until a building where they could overlook the previous shelter. they lost a lot of their supply and xiao believed that it was all scattered in the old spot, so they decided to wait for a few days before going back to assemble their stuff. little did they know, they have guests, four men used to be in their previous group.

the two who were fighting were long dead and the four men used ling and zhou's life to threaten xiao to help find a cure, thinking she had medical knowledge to help them. but xiao is just a student, and when she confessed that she could not do that, they were visibly disappointed. in the following nights, xiao found cuts on her arms, being intensely close to getting killed by the infected who could not hold themselves back. at first she was curious as to how she got the cuts, until one day her insomnia hit and she pretended to be asleep, she felt someone slicing cuts on her arm. she realized one, brutal truth:

if you are no use to people, your existence only brings them inconvenience. and the simplest way to get rid of one is to kill them.

disappointment and hatred took over her and the only thing she could think of to save her life is to kill the ones who tried to do that. but any suspicious actions might cause her to die faster and she needed to make sure everything was as natural and secretive- she was a student after all, she had no idea how complicated and cruel the world can be. but if she stay put, maybe she will never get to see her parents ever again.

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Her world is never warm. Forced to be born as the tenth child in the Lee family, she is never wanted by her parents, but is forced to be given birth by the words of the priest. But even when the priest saved her life, how much more he can help this child? Chaeryeong thinks it might be better if she is never born, so that she doesn't have to face this world, or know about how she is the extra one in the house. Her mom is generous to tell her all her honest thoughts, how she should never be born, and she is simply the result of her father's carelessness; they only want nine kids because nine is a good number and ten is just too many. She accepts all of those quietly, those words slowly corrupt the warmth and love in her, and even her siblings only treat her as if she is the poor kid next door, looking at her with pitiful eyes at how differently they are treated. Her only education, well if that is considered as education, is elementary school and high school. But the form of studying is her hiding in a corner of the school while listening to the teacher's voice in the classroom. There is not a seat reserved for her and no fees are paid for her studies, she even had to apply to be a janitor in her sister's high school so that she can learn bits of what is taught. Her siblings never acknowledged her as their sister because who would want to? To say the janitor is their sister is the last thing they want to do. And now, she cannot do that in college anymore. She watches as her siblings pass with flying colors and strive in life, feeling isolated in the family. Is she ever part of this family? She doubts so. And she is so, so tired of the world now.

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lies on a normal basis so you will never know her real name, age, story, background. She can be Sarah Kim, Lee Boyoung, Do Younghee, a working librarian, a rich spoilt brat, or a fashion designer. She can be a single parent, orphan the other day, another day as a mother of three. One thing in common, you will never really know who she is. Lying is just a sign of humanity. It is her job, her identity, her life. Making false statements is a thing for her, but working as an Interpol gives her the chance to do that with valid reason. Even when her doctor told her it is an illness, she cannot stop it. Why stop it? Living as a different identity with different stories is so exciting. But everything comes with a price and a reason.

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- her mom treats her like shit, is a manipulative role that scarred her childhood.

- her dad loves her but fears her mom; didn't protect her when she was younger.

- went to spain alone when she's 22 to escape from her mom, changed her name and gave herself a new identity: seo yeji.

- since then she starts to lie a lot because she fears that her mom would find her, but this turns out to be her habit even after her mom was dead, even when she doesn't have to lie anymore.

- she joined interpol not long after she came to spain, her job does not require her to go undercover but she lies habitually while she investigates. in fact, it saved her lives a few times and she used that as an excuse to her boss. her boss kinda gives up on telling her what to do as long as she gets her job done.

- her parents divorced while she was in spain and not long after, her mom died. her dad died in the same accident as hers. she only knew this 5 years later.

- her parents were the most careful drivers in the world - so their death was odd to her.

- she came back to aerok for a few reasons - investigate her parents death (irrelevant to the plot) and possibly, a new task from lopretni.

- what does she usually lie about : name, age, occupation (not family stories bc she doesn't spill that to ppl easily)

- who she usually lies to: strangers, lovers, anyone

- who will know her real name/age/occupation: her lopretni colleagues / people whom she had worked with before through lopretni

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life is everything and nothing all at once. at least that is how it was for rohwan. born in the famous filmmaker-scriptwriter family, rohwan received limelight from being the heir of his father's legacy and his mother's talent. but being flooded by the attention doesn't make rohwan any humble, instead he submerged himself in the overexposure and didn't care when he was caught getting into bar fights or suspected of getting drugs. he ignored his father's words to stay low and improve himself, nor his mother's worries when he would be on the news every now and then. the signs of the storm had finally come true when he was chased out from the house, his father no longer wanted to see his son's inexorable behaviour to his fall. it was the day when all fame and spotlights were taken away from him, no more paparazzis following him around and asking him the dubest questions, byun rohwan lost everything; the only thing that his fatehr had not taken away from him was his college enrollment, and that was where rohwan found a ray of hope in change.

he got back to school, and his glorious days were long gone and only left with people sideeyeing the boy who lost favor and support, the only thing that got him to his peak. even his lecturers would make jokes about him that would have him boil up inside and wanting to swing a fist, but he knew if he did so, there will be no way for him to go back anymore. he needs to climb to the top, not only to show his father what he is truly capable of, and to get back what he wants. his hatred and vengeance made him pull out a bright innocent smile at his enemies, to fool them over the darkest parts of his heart. rohwan now has a dream - or rather, a goal, to climb to the top, to be hollywood's best filmmaker. it sounds like the funniest joke one could ever be, from someone in the slumps wanting to be at the mountain top, no one would believe him. but rohwan doesn't allow his ambitions to be belittled, whatever they say he cannot do, he would do it, to show them he is the master of his life, and he will have everything in his hands, under his control.

his disguise as a humble and innocent being got him through interviews of the filmmaking club, when everyone wanted to be in the drama club and be the leading roles of the drama, they have no idea who is really in charge. the filmmakers. rohwan saw that opportunity, and decided that this would be where he start. he started to recall past memories of his mother would teach him to write, and some of the little things his father had told him about filmmaking; his past background gave him the advantage of doing so, and his works started to gain recognition after winning several medals in the team he led. byun rohwan in the past had 'died', and now he is a new person, with no emotions but just the urge to fight and win every fight it is. after graduating from college, he made his venture to hollywood, the center of the entertainment industry. not even his father had made it into this market, so if he could conquer, what can ever stop him? what can be better proof than hollywood itself? but he was still too young, his college works were merely a foundation for him, and he knew it would take decades for him to reach the peak, but he can't wait anymore. if there are any chances to climb higher, he would never let go of it. his life is too long, but his ego can't wait.

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tw: mention of death, abortion

sungjoo grew up in a loving family raised by his only mother. despite the imperfection carved in his background, sungjoo is an optimistic child and his mother is a big part of why he could grow up without having any insecurities or darkness in him. even though she didn't mention much about his father, sungjoo managed to make up a basic story about him: he got her pregnant before college and ran like a coward. then when the girl had realized, she only ran away from her parents who wanted this child aborted and started a new life.

it wasn't easy, but because of her perseverance, she gave birth to sungjoo and had him follow her surname, bae. the single mother was torn out between working two jobs while having to take care of the baby, but thankfully she had met some of the greatest people in her life who offered her their help in whichever form possible. bae sungah in the following years told her son to always be thankful to the people who helped them, even until now staying in contact with them when possible. another thing to be thankful is that sungjoo never met any bad friends and grew up healthily not being sickling, and he also inherited his mother's optimism. he is considerate and sweet, often taking care of people around him like how she had taught him, so he naturally gained a lot of friends throughout his school years.

his life has been simple and plain, nothing too major happening until college years, when he joined a band of five called ozone layer. he has known five other people (four members one manager) whom he considered his second family, and he distributes his love for them as evenly as he can. things only start to go on a different track when they made their way to hollywood, the mommy's boy stepped out of his usual living circle and coming to a completely foreign country, his members and manager are the only people he had compared to the new faces in this big city. but loneliness would sometimes mess him up, as he wanted to be loved, as much as he gives out his unlimited love. loving people is not hard for him, but can he have those love reciprocated to him someday?

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When Nayoung was born, her father was not even half as rich of how he is right now. Constantly rotating in the swamps of failed investments and ideas that did not work out in the end, her parents truly had it tough at the first stages of their entrepreneurship, and even tougher when they now had a child to raise. Nayoung might not have the most luxurious toys when she was young, but she's had very hardworking parents and their love to fill up her childhood.

Her 'talents' were showing sprouts of their existence when she was merely 6, a few months shy of her first year in elementary school. In school, she had developed a sensitive mind towards prices and numbers, knowing what is overpriced and which is more worth the value of money if she buys it. Her parents didn't believe the teacher when she reported Nayoung's unusual behavior, but they soon witnessed it with their own eyes how Nayoung would suggest the kids not to buy the costly beverages when it couldn't fill their stomach yet taking up so much money. She even came up with value packages for everyone in class to make sure they get to eat and drink with whatever amount of allowance they have.

Such talents became a smart mind towards business ideas when she reached middle school, often providing amazing ideas for her parents to sell or start businesses. At this moment of life her parents had had a small company going on, and sometimes Nayoung even went to the company to get to know about what her parents were doing. She could even point out some problematic parts that her parents couldn't figure out sometimes, spiking the revenue for their new products that had them confirmed the girl was gifted with business talents. Her assistance in their business would also land her more allowances as a reward, and Nayoung could never describe how excited she was to be able to earn her first income by being a consultant. She's always interested to explore plausible business ideas and put them into action: either it be selling blog skins or selling her drawings, she could earn something out of every little thing she does, and the girl never seemed tired to seek out for things she could do for more.

Until she graduated from university, she decided she wanted to get out of Korea and seek her venture in Hollywood. The market is big, and she has a variety of possible clients. The thought of conquering the market here becomes an ambition, and after much thought she started Black Velvet, a high-end clubhouse catering to the needs of the most popular and famous people in Hollywood. What is more exciting than a vivid market existing in the showbiz and earning money from the super rich? Although her thoughts are soon proven to be correct when her clubhouse opened, the exclusive rules opened to its VIPs and members had chased away many commoners, but on the opposite protected celebrities from unwanted prying eyes, or even if they are - the top surveillance system that leaves no dead corners idle will help them do what they want. And Nayoung, oh no, should be Odette Son now, realized how deep the waters she had stepped in once she decided to step into the Hollywood market, with secrets hidden in the tapes of her surveillance cameras, but the biggest fishes always lies in the deepest seas, don't they?

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The Parks saw the arrival of their first child in the family as the year approaches its end, but her birth wasn't welcomed. The first wife glared at her husband as she asked for an explanation, for the child was not of her own blood, but given birth by another woman. That night, with a curse carved in her life, Park Hyunyi's story started.

Born as a bastard child of the man, her birth was not the greatest news to her father. In fact, she was the hard evidence of his affair, and his marriage had shown signs of instability since then. His legal spouse, Jiyoung, who already suspected of his sneaky business made a fuss out of it. Watching her being mentally unstable, her mother had to take Hyunyi into hiding until her father could handle the current problems.

Just like that, little Hyunyi only had memories of her own mother ever since young. But until a certain age, a woman started to make her appearance in her earliest memories and it was all traumatic ones. She could only outline her horrific stare and her maniac voice, grabbing her shoulders as she shouted into her face. The young girl stood still as she was too young to fight back, and each experience only added onto her without anyone expecting its consequences.

After the man had finally started his own company, he shifted his attention to the woman whom he had vowed to love for his life. But no matter how much he looked at her, the affection he had felt for her only turned into exhaustion and annoyance, the woman who had the prettiest smiles for him and shyly accepted him with the song he wrote for her was long gone, the marriage only ended with hatred and fights.

For little Hyunyi, parts of her memories started to fill up with more people including a man, whom she later knew as her father. She was new to the man, but ever since she could remember there wasn't much love and affection in his eyes like she could see in her mother's. She didn't give it much thought, just happily accepting this new frame of her family as she grew up. At the age of 5, she was given a mission to make an appearance in a drama series, and she didn't expect this to be the career she would be working her ass out for the next twenty years in her life.

In the same year, she had a little brother. The baby was adorable, and she was told that she would have someone to play with. But, she would have to share her barbie dolls. She pouted at the latter words, she wanted to play with this baby, but she didn't want to share her dolls. Of course, she didn't have to share them later when the brother found love in something else when her father would hold him dearly in front of him as he led him to the world of music, tapping his tiny fingers on the piano keys with love in his eyes. That was the first time she saw that in his eyes.

Unknown emotions started to boil in her chest whenever she saw her brother with her father, who obviously gained his liking for music when he was younger than her. Unlike her, he was gifted with talents, and her father favored him as he started to plan for his future career. She was already a popular child actress at that time, seamlessly traveling between different crews and filming sites and receiving acknowledgment for her acting. She had a small taste of popularity and liked the feeling of being praised, so she worked harder each time, thinking her father would also see her with the same look he gave to her brother soon if she did.

And sadly, she didn't.

She had grown into a beautiful teenager who had multiple dramas in her portfolio. She was always seeing at least one filmmaker the other day, reading a new script given to her about the new drama. But she started to lose patience, stress from the public and the jealousy towards her brother made her think that doing nothing will ever be enough. She decided to go back to school to keep up with her studies, to distract herself from all those people, but she had no idea she was falling into another trap.

Boys her age were best in sweet talks. She could not stop from being fluttered when they showered her with attention, saying how pretty she looked on screen and even prettier in person. She fell for those, and eventually started dating a few boys whom she was interested in. But weirdly, these boys would ask for a breakup after a few months, some even a few weeks when she thought their relationship was doing well. At the same time, some rumors had gone around about how she was dating so many boys, exactly a 'whore' to the girls.

Hyunyi faced another problem called peer pressure. Rumors about her would claim how she dated boys and dumped them when she's not interested in them anymore, when she was actually the one ditched. She eventually brought these to university, and the final change occurred when the man blackmailed her with the intimate photos he had about her. Out of fear, she sought help from her father who seemed to be the only person to help her. Her father had promised her without missing a beat, but she didn't know what's up next for her.

Knowing he died the next day.

She was shaking, even if she was dumb she could have guessed what happened. But she didn't dare to ask her father, because of what could be involved: her career, the portfolio she had built with a reputation...they could all turn into bubbles. Instead, she pretended that it was all an accident, and told herself that she would not make the same mistake.

Never give out her heart again.

"Breaking News!! XXX's intimate photos leaked, did he cheat on Park Hyunyi?!".

She only snorted as she tossed the remote to the other side, photos and films have spread on the internet rapidly by the time the news was released, and her phone would have blown up by phone calls and texts asking her about how she felt, what action would she take, etc.

Easy, didn't she already?

The innocent glimpse on her was no longer seen, instead just a cold soul who had no mercy in the people who have hurt her. She had learned the hard way she should not expect genuine hearts in a relationship, but people who couldn't keep their ethics will always get their punishment. She is no saint herself, but she will bring hell to the demonic people.

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preferably male, 25+

hyunyi thinks she is immune to getting hurt because of relationships now, but you are the epitome of an exception. when you exist, she can't hold back to be sarcastic but at the same time couldn't explain why she can't ignore you like how she usually does. maybe she just doesn't want to admit she felt something for you, and feeling something for someone who suck like you is a shame.

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preferably someone from the elite family(?) or with a reputation, 25+

mayhaps you sleep around more than you think, but being fuck buddies with an actress is thrilling as it can be. sneaking under the paparazzi's owl-like eyes, you can never describe how it feels to hear her whispers and moans, having her warmth wrapped around you as you wrap the night with her. she probably doesn't say it, but you know she feels the same way too.

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► the murderer (contains some plots to be discussed!) - someone related to oh junhee (the npc ex)

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► the murderer (contains some plots to be discussed!) - someone related to oh junhee (the npc ex)

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years after his death, you still cannot forget how sudden the news hit you like thunder, when you clearly remember him promising to bring you out someday. he would never commit suicide, you know that, and while you are trying your best to find out the truth behind this, you think it may be related to his girlfriend he vaguely mentioned about.

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►i don't love you - ex lovers, but you still feel something for her

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►i don't love you - ex lovers, but you still feel something for her

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you never know how her perceptions about love have been distorted that causes her to not love with her whole heart,  or maybe it was mere attractions and much less for love. she made it clear that you are the past now, but you still find yourself willing to get hurt like a moth flying to the fires.

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►just say you hate me and go - rivals with attraction

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►just say you hate me and go - rivals with attraction

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oh you just find everything hyunyi does unfitting to your eye, her actions can trigger your senses no matter what it is, and it is safe to say she feels the same too. but even so you can't explain why the fights end up with an angry kiss, and push and pulls until the bed. you truly hate her, but she looks so hot being all angry.

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hyunyi is not really a maniac? maybe some interpret her that way but i would say she's just utterly disappointed by people who have hurt her in the past. after being traumatized and neglected, all she wanted was to seek a sense of belonging and presence for people. she is an actress, after all, being in the center of attention is the only way for herself to feel like she exists, and even more so with the background adding to it. she eventually headed into the swamp called love, but was hurt and even had this deadly threatened that almost costed her whole career. she finally realized that she could prove herself by working hard, her career is the only guarantee she could grasp on out of everything. you might wonder why her reaction towards failed relationships woud change her so much, and it is actually because of everything she had experienced - from the trauma she had suffered from jiyoung ever since young not being treated, neglection from her father when his attention is constantly on her younger brother, this sort of piled up her insecurities and jealousy that was devouring her from the inside. when she seek from warmth from her last resolution, love, it finally triggered her and became one that hurt her the most out of all problems and even almost made her career vanish.

now hyunyi knows, she could not rely on anything or anyone to make her feel present; only her and her career can build up her confidence and the only volume she speaks from is through her work. again, she could not just overlook the damage she had taken, but with most of her problems rooting from her family, she couldn't turn her back against them. why? because she had a great secret held in park taemin's hands: she indirectly caused her ex to die when she told park taemin about the blackmail. she also knew there could be a possible mafia behind the family, but if she ever blows this up, it will also affect her - she's also a park, and park taemin would not let her go after she had exposed everything. so eventually, she would still lose everything, including what she had considered the most precious after all those incidents, her career. the only route she could seek revenge on is the romantic side, to all her exes who had hurt her before. as to what kind, i haven't really come up with ways but i assumed she had dated a few actors who cheated on her and she hired people to get their evidence? with the pressure from the media and the audience, they would either quit the industry or whatever, on the other side having people empathize on her and support her even more. dang, she might also put up a 'i won't cry i will continue to work hard' facade for people to see as well, even when she didn't feel a sense of pity for the exes. not really hypocrisy? just her way to rebuild her pride and ego that's all.

coming to the end i guess you know what hyunyi really needs, the sense of being needed, presence and something along that. you respect her, she will return that; you hurt her, she will double that up. she always seems cold and arrogant but she's not bad, she just doesn't have trust in humankind in general - so if you can regain that trust for her, she won't do anything to you - you might think her way of approaching things is too aggressive, but we can probably discuss about this if you wanna, if its possible for people to change completely after being disappointed by everything she can count on, would you do that if that can make you feel better, even just a tiny bit?

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the min family has always been known for being the artistic family; not only they own the biggest art galleries in korea while being actively engaged in the grandest art events, they are also shareholders and investors for many art institutions which puts them on a relatively high spot amongst the big names. the press has portrayed the family as 'elegant, courteous and talented', for her father is a famous pianist while her mother is one of the million-dollar artists in korea. the artistic vibes from her parents seem to influence songyi as well, when she would have the chance to tag along to major art events and get free tickets to classical concerts just for being a min. but that was the only glamour that people see on the outside.

starting from whenever she could remember, songyi was arranged multiple talent lessons that range from ballet to singing, art to violin, even golf and swimming. what came along with that would be the reporters, with unknown sources who seem to know about all these, and there would be articles that extravagantly title her as the next prodigy of some sort. this created a pressure for her and her parents when they would supervise her and watch her progress closely, and punishments would be given when she made a mistake or show no improvement. days built up into weeks and months, eventually into years where she grew tired of this mode of living, but there was no exit from her parents who seemed to gain extensive control over her. the nightmare only elevated from there ever since she went to ChungA high.

she was constantly reminded that her last three years in the prestigious high school would be the most critical years as it holds a decisive key to her future. despite her wanting to quit all this shit that her parents had put her into by the age of 16, she still went to ChungA like a good puppet girl as she knew the only way to get rid of their control would be her growing up to be able to ecape from this cage. so she put up a front of a talented and smart girl despite her background, craving for attention as that validates her existence more than what she could get from her parents. although on nights she found herself unable to fully contain what she had pretended herself to be and broke down several times, every morning it would still be the same old thing - putting on her school uniform and go to school, be a good hardworking girl to maintain that image in front of the public.

of course, her days were bound to not be easy at this point.

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ChungA high is the most prestigious high school in the city. it is said that only the wealthiest and most powerful families could send their children to ChungA, and their future will be guaranteed as students graduating from ChungA never have to let university choose them; they can easily get in the top three SKY universities and along with that is their guaranteed career and path. that was what songyi's parents thought of when they managed to enrol her into the private school, but whatever happened from there is really out of their control and knowledge.

like a perfect replicant of the same mold of their parents, every kid has their own personality that would remind songyi of their parents, especially when your background is totally known by the whole school - there is no privacy for one. she put up a bright front despite her usual depressing true self, covering up herself for she wants no one to know the scars mapping her skin, or the bruises that would occasionally mark a spot. she managed to hide them in concealer, pretending to be the talented and smart girl setting she put upon herself, but nothing goes along the way she wants. her inferior complexity, jealousy and competitveness gained her a few rivals on class, and one of the biggest of them all - nari, even made her the public enemy in merely one night. all of a sudden, her popularity, friends in class all turned their backs against her and she became an outcast, until their graduation.

luckily, that incident did not affect her reputation outside of the class. while she was studying a double major of arts and business in Korea University, a few juniors managed to get her contacts and asked for her tutor. the deal started off as a quick casual one to earn some quick cash, but her reputation eventually spread until the penthouse owner's child came to her as well. when she was tutoring jihyun, thoughts would crumble her mind when she looked around at the grand penthouse, imagining herself being in this place instead of her shabby unit with her parents. they lived in the same building, but the difference of 30 floors almost felt like a weight on her shoulders, which pushed her to the edge when she eventually reached out to the dark, starting a second life - as a sugar baby for go minhyuk. she dreamt of the day when she became the owner of this place, but those days was not destined to last long when jihyun found out about the secret, meaning the surface of her seemingly flawless and wonderful life would all go in vain.

no, she cannot let her do that.

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she still remembers the tutoring session occurring just a few nights before Jihyun's birthday, when things...finally broke out of that little bubble containing it. she could vividly picture jihyun's eyes as she looked into hers, with hatred and confusion, fear and distancing. the child who used to trust her so much in her studies, now only felt like a stranger to her.

"be honest. you are dating my dad right?"

"what are you-"

"don't lie. i know what's going on between the two of you."

songyi had never felt herself shivering in front of someone. not for a long time when she used to be caned in front of her parents, that petite figure bearing all the pain and torture at once; now she was also shivering in fear, but for a totally different reason. this time, she knew she fucked up.

"leave him at once, or i will tell everyone in school. everyone you are tutoring for will not want a teacher who would go for their dads." jihyun's eyes looked into hers with determination, and songyi knew this girl who had always put her all in her studies, would also do the same to ruin her completely.

at that time, songyi found herself wanting to go for the extreme.

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first time allowing her delicate feet to touch against the ground without socks and shoes, first time changing into a layman's clothing stolen from one of her male servants, and the first time flipping over the walls behind the manor. when she lands on the ground, she could already feel a stinging pain shooting up from her feet, but she still have miles to run. with her almost perfect disguise, no one would have recognized the person as a lady, not to mention one from a noble family. she could have fooled everyone on the streets, but not the people in the manor who have discovered the missing lady.

suran, that is her name.

it is a name she never thought she could have, she never even heard it in the first place. it is beautiful, elegant to every syllable, a name that is to be matched to the most perfect lady, yet now she has it; when she sneaked out to grab herbs for the sick girl in the slums, suddenly captured by a troop from nowhere and to the sophisticated manor where a lady went missing, this name was in everyone's mouth. and somehow she knew, she must have been a lookalike.

the master in the house knew she is a fake, yet she is the closest thing that he could ever grab hold, a pawn that he could send into the palace. captured or not, news of suran's disappearance would have spread, and this lookalike would have been taken as suran no matter where she was.

so there was a plan.

she had no name, no family, no identity. and yet destiny has given her all at once, in exchange for a great price that goes up to all the lives she had seen in the slums, including her own. all those she had met, talked to, and befriended might not realize she had been gone, but certainly would not know she is now a daughter of a noble family, ready to enter the palace in exchange for their peaceful lives. who she was is no longer important, she is now the oldest daughter of the army general who will be entering the palace in the next few weeks, in hopes to wed one of the princes. she is never going to know if someone had picked the herbs for the sick girl, or if the girl is ever going to miss her.

she will also never know if the real suran is still alive.