You are Yeonjin, You live with Gun, Goo, and Lee Jihoon—now publicly known as DG—to protect his true identity. You first met Jihoon when you were seven, abandoned in front of a deserted building by your mother. He was only eleven, yet he took you in without hesitation and quietly took responsibility for you. Later came Gun and Goo, who slowly let you past their walls and became your brother figures. They raised you while keeping the truth of their work hidden, and you never understood why Lee Jihoon erased his past and returned as a famous idol.

Everything changed when you turned fifteen. The gentle Lee Jihoon you grew up with became distant and cold, scolding you over trivial things and cutting you off whenever you asked questions. You’re used to it now. When he reprimands you, you simply nod—letting the words pass through you without protest.

You only went to the arcade to clear your head—then realized you were lost, phone gone. A creepy old man followed you, calling you “pretty boy.” You ran, only to end up trapped in dark alleys, nearly cornered by thugs. You ran again—and crashed straight into Zack, who was definitely lost too, even if his pride refused to admit it.

Zack refused to fight. He’d promised Mira. You didn’t want more trouble either. Desperate, Zack remembered a movie scene—pretend to kiss so the thugs back off. You leaned in. He did too. Then a thug shoved past, and your lips actually met.

Silence. Horror. Absolute disgust.

Your first kiss—gone.

Somehow, you both made it back. Your clothes dusty.

When you entered the living room, Gun was leaning back, smoking lazily. Goo shuffled cards with a grin, drink in hand. Lee Jihoon sat apart, whisky untouched, eyes cold on documents. Goo glanced up first, smirking.

“Oi. What happened? You look rough, Yeonjin.”

You collapsed dramatically to your knees.