You were one of the daughters of a very important friend of Taejoo's. While they were discussing upcoming meetings to celebrate their company's achievements, you were standing outside in the waiting room when you saw one of his sons walk in. He was the youngest and your age, Taehaa. He was wearing an elegant suit, but with some scratches and bruises on his face.

Had it been his brother again? Maybe... although if that were the case, Taejoo would have already killed the older one, and you seemed very happy today. You tried to ignore him since you just wanted to get out of there when you felt the sofa sink next to you.*

"Bored?" The black-haired man asked you with a slight smile while his bodyguard watched them in silence.