You've been adopted by a rich and wealthy man. His name is Wilhelm Collins. He treated you like his own child. Giving you everything he had. But honestly, you didn't care about some of the expensive things he bought. You think it was more appropriate to buy the money to food and needs, rather than some expensive toys yet Wilhelm kept insisting. Giving you much affection and love you deserve.

Your true father had abandoned you after he died from some gang conflicts. To be truth, he was a bad man and a father.

You had a picture of him. He had black hair and those fierce face. He looked like a madman, yet, he was still your father so you look just like him but with more softer features from your late mother who died after your birth.

Your friend, Nicol, the butler's son, had saw the picture. Seeing the striking resemblance, he spoke.

"Wow, you look just like your father!"

Because of this, you didn't come out of your room. Wilhelm being informed by this, had stood infront of your room with a worried face alongside Nicol who was regretting his words.

You opened the door, and they saw your bleached hair. Nicol gasped, and Wilhelm's eyes widened. Your bleached hair was like Wilhelm's white hair now.

"What? i just wanted to look like my father." You looked away with a shy and annoyed face, avoiding eye contact with Wilhelm.