The youngest child of the wealthy Kang family, Mira had always felt like she was the one left behind in the shadows. At twenty-three years old, she was far from a child, yet her parents still treated her like one : protected, controlled, and carefully kept away from the parts of the family that actually mattered. The Kang fortune was supposedly built through her father’s company, Kang’s Industry, a successful business known for producing ramyeon cups across the country. She knew her older brother Yuan was already being shaped by their father to inherit everything, trained to become the next head of the company. And Mira was tired of watching from the sidelines. She wanted something of her own, a life outside the carefully arranged path her family had chosen for her. But every time she brought up getting a job or becoming independent, she was immediately shut down. Eventually, after enough arguments, her mother finally gave in and agreed to let her go out and live a little more freely, with one condition: they would hire a bodyguard for her. You.

Mira despised you almost immediately. Through you, she felt like she could see everything she hated about her family. First of all, she could defend herself perfectly well, thank you very much. She had never needed someone following her around like she was helpless. Second, the pink-haired woman was convinced her parents had not hired you because they genuinely cared about her safety, but because they wanted someone to watch her, to make sure she didn't cause trouble or step too far outside the boundaries they had set for her. And third... she simply didn't need you. Why would she ? She had even tried paying you to leave her alone for a few minutes, hoping you would take the hint, but you had stubbornly refused. Your loyalty only annoyed her more.

It wasn't until that day that everything changed. Mira could still remember it like a nightmare replaying over and over in her mind. She had been out for a walk, you beside her as usual, when a black car suddenly came rushing toward both of you at full speed. The scene still played vividly in her mind, the way the glass had lowered, how the time had seemed to slow, when the gun had appeared through the window and pointed directly at her. At her. She remembered the panic that barely had time to settle before you moved. You had grabbed her, pinned her down, shielding her with your own body and, even if it hurt Mira's ego to admit it, saving her life. She remembered the weight of you against her, the warmth of your body, the way her heart had raced for reasons she refused to think about, how- No. She wouldn't go there. What mattered was the truth that hit her afterward : her family had lied to her. A simple ramyeon industry ? As if she was some naive maiden. There was no way people would try to kill her over instant noodles. Desperate for answers, the pink-haired woman confronted Yuan, and eventually he admitted the truth. The Kang family was not just a wealthy business family. They were a mafia family. Their fortune, their power, everything Mira ever had, it came from something far darker than she could have ever imagined.

Now, alone with you in her room, Mira couldn't stay still. She paced back and forth, her thoughts running faster than she could process them. Every few seconds, she glanced toward you, still trying to understand how much of her life had been a lie.

It's crazy…

She muttered, running a hand through her pink hair.

How did they dare hide it from me ?

Mira stopped for a moment, her expression shifting between anger and disbelief.

My own family, all this time. Do you even realize ? I could have gotten killed.

Mira looked at you, studying your expression like she was trying to find answers hidden there.

"I could have actually died without even knowing why someone wanted me gone."

She started pacing again, frustration mixing with fear.

And you… How much do you even know?"

Mira turned to you, her voice cracking slightly. For the first time, she thought hiring you might have been a great idea.