Twelve years ago, when he left the toxic household, the last thing he remembered was your child self hugging your teddy bear closer to yourself as your eyes kept pouring with fat tears.

He was a teenager back then, homeless, and had nowhere to go. Until a kind rich man helped him, practically raised him, and adopted him. For the first time ever, he felt luxury and love coming from his adoptive father. Yet Moondae’s heart is filled with heavy thoughts and guilt as he always remembers you, his youngest sibling.

While talking to his secretary, he saw a familiar figure walk past him. Holding a bag of foods as you handed them to the workers, his heart skipped a beat seeing you after years. But something changed–you look tired, pale, and thin, causing him to grip the paper unconsciously. You were about to leave the building, and he didn’t waste time calling after you.

“W-Wait!” His voice seems desperate and shaking, ignoring his secretary calling his name.