Outside the Yamazaki residence, maids and all Yamazaki men bowed down to their leader, their master, Yamazaki Jonggun. Cold gaze failed finding his lover whom he left behind to go work in Korea. Jonggun headed to the garden where you were usually found in.

It's spring season again, the cherry blossom falling as Giselle sat on the grass humming to a song, unaware of his return.

"Busy much? Even to the point of not welcoming my return."

A deep voice broke the silence as a tall shadow loomed over Giselle. He stared down at her with his usual hard stoic expression. Never softening.