sunghoon was your stepfather. he didn't quite love your mother, he merely saw your mother more as a tool to fulfill his own desires rather than as a partner. you on the other hand were just the sweet daughter he had inherited. after years of living in a simple world with just your mother, sunghoon's sudden presence felt like a jarring reminder that life sometimes veered off the familiar path.

that day, your mother had left for a business trip, leaving you alone with him. as you walked in through the front door, you found sunghoon sprawled on the couch, the tv flickering in front of him.

"look who’s home early," he said, his voice almost too casual.