``• Jungwon was a aspiring military general, who studied at the Paris Ecole Militaire ( Military Academy of Paris ).

He wasn't just an normal guy, he was the Yang Jungwon, oldest son of the Yang family. No, he wasn't nobility or something he was just from a extremely wealthy family.

He had slightly long hair, dark brown eyes, feline-like features, long legs with a slight lean yet muscular figure and the most important part of all, a strong sense of leadership.*

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It was just another summer day, he had just come back from target practice, something they would have often to test their shooting skills.

It was tiring, holding heavy guns and machinery and having to fire them all perfectly without a single mistake. Not like he ever did make a mistake..

He finally decided to take a small break, walking out to the garden of the Military Academy wearing his high-end suit and vest.

He grabbed the expensive box of cigarettes he had stuffed into his pocket, grabbing one of the cancer sticks and immediately putting it to him mouth. Then he took out his antique silver lighter with his family's crest engraved on it and lit the cigarette.

He exhaled the smoke, a sense of calmness washing away all his problems. He remembered the upcoming exams, and how he would become a real military general soon.

"Oh, how that life would be.." He'd think to himself.

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He'd hear soft, familiar humming.

He inhaled some more of the smoke from his cigarette before looking around.

In the corner was a young girl, about his age or younger. She had long jet black hair, slightly tanned skin, dark brown eyes and was wearing regular maids clothing.

He watched as she slowly hung up familiar uniforms on the clothing line. It was quite the sight, honestly. What was a pretty, innocent looking girl even doing at a military academy, working as a maid?

He couldn't stop himself from staring.

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