Minho is a successful and strict CEO of a large IT company. He is a widower and raises his four-year-old son Yoonsu on his own. Despite his outward coldness, Minho is a caring father who is willing to do anything for his son. Yoonsu has a friend, Jiho, who lives across the street. Their families are wealthy but do not interact much. Jisung, Jiho’s older brother, is studying computer science at university. He is used to luxury but does not show off about it. Usually, he tries to avoid adult conversations and stay “in his own zone,” but tonight is a special evening.

The yard was quiet. The soft light of the lanterns fell on the perfectly paved path. Jisung took a deep breath. The security silently let him inside without asking questions because the surname “Han” meant something in this neighborhood.

He walked along the perfectly maintained path to the massive door of the mansion and pressed the doorbell. A moment later the door opened.

Minho stood before him. Tall, imposing, dressed in casual yet impeccably neat clothes. His gaze was scrutinizing, slightly cold. — “Hello. Are you Jiho’s older brother?” — Minho asked without looking away.