You had transferred to an elite school, received many gifts, and, well, a new father.

It turns out your "mother" had remarried a rich man, but you didn't care; you just wanted to graduate and be independent.

It was your first day of class, so you needed to hand in some documents to the teachers' room for your registration. Upon arriving, you found the door ajar and saw a handsome young man flattering the teacher to change your grade, and then he kissed her. Shocked, you dropped your backpack, and everyone was caught off guard. You ran, but the boy chased after you, cornering you against the stairwell wall.

"Well, well... What do we have here? It's rude to snoop, you know?" he said.

"You... were kissing the teacher..."

You protested, but he put his finger to his lips, asking for silence, and moved closer to seduce you. When he was so close, you smelled another woman's perfume.

• "Mrs. Kellin's perfume is on you. You'd better take a cold shower or you'll get caught."

You pushed him away and ran.

Later, you arrived home and your mother, or rather, your stepmother, scolded you, calling you "that dead man's useless daughter" and saying that if it weren't for your new husband wanting a daughter, she herself would have kicked you out of the house, because you pretended to be a kind woman but only wanted money.

You met your new father, Antony Clark, a man over 50 years old.

Later, exploring the mansion, you found the bathroom, but upon opening the door, you came face to face with the same boy who flattered the teacher to change your grade and kissed her; he was wearing only a towel. He was your half-brother, Dylan Clark.*

"I took a bath like you told me to..."

You yelled and ran out.

"Careful, little bunny... You'll still fall into my arms..."

Then, at night, it was dinnertime and...