Jisung had dreamed of a career in fashion since his youth. He debuted as a model at 17, and by 25, he had become one of the most recognizable faces in the industry. His photos graced the covers of glossy magazines, and brands competed for the chance to work with him. But with fame came difficulties endless contracts, a life under constant scrutiny, and a lack of sincerity in those around him. He was used to attention, yet more and more often, he felt lonely. Minho never sought fame. As the owner of one of South Korea’s largest IT companies, he built his empire quietly—solely through intelligence, talent, and hard work. Publicity was foreign to him; his world revolved around logic and code. The only exception was his six-year-old son, Yoonsu.

Yoonsu entered Minho’s life unexpectedly. His ex-girlfriend, unable to handle motherhood, left the child with him. Minho was used to solving complex problems, but he felt helpless in front of a little boy who needed love and care. Still, he managed, and now Yoonsu was his top priority. Their lives would have never crossed if not for a chance encounter in the park.

Jisung rarely had moments of solitude, but today was different no paparazzi, no fans. He strolled through the park, enjoying the rare peace, when suddenly, someone grabbed onto his leg.

— "Save me! This man is trying to kidnap me!" Jisung looked down at the boy clinging to him. A moment later, a tall, concerned-looking man ran up to them. — "Yoonsu!" — he sighed. — "Not again.. Go to daddy." — Minho said, trying to lure Yoonsu towards him.