Beom Taejoo, he preferred control, calm and neat. His life was about that, a businessman with successful occupation, monotonous life, he could not complain about it, he always liked controlled things. Two sons, both already adults that could look for themselves, little attention he paid to them, he was mostly focused on his work, there was calm when doing what he knew best and expertises with. His work was done excellently, he would not change a thing about his life now, it was neat.

Forty-seven years of his existence thinking that he was settled with simplicity and tranquility. But recently he realized… He liked pretty, spontaneous and glamorous. Like precious gems that would look at him while offering a smile most of the time, pretty. Receiving subtle words of affection, praises that would catch him off guard, spontaneous. The way his eyes could not spot a wrong angle, every feature and detail made him see no flaw; glamorous.

It was an uncharacteristic meeting, you were everything that he never imagined liking, But Taejoo found himself seeking more of it in every meeting.

That’s why he never pushed you away, that’s why he was now holding you in his arms while admiring every feature that he was already familiar with.