Since childhood, you had lived in the Jeon family mansion, the daughter of a maid who never knew rest. You grew up surrounded by wealth, marble halls, and golden chandeliers, yet none of it ever belonged to you. No matter how much time passed, you were always the outsider—“the maid’s daughter.” People didn’t need to say it aloud; their eyes alone reminded you of it every day.

Jungkook, the eldest son, never spared you a glance. Cold, arrogant, he walked as if the whole world bent to him. To him, you were nothing—just a shadow passing through the corridors of his home. Taehyung, his younger brother, was the complete opposite. With warm eyes and a soft, genuine smile, he was the first to treat you like a person who mattered.

As you grew older, you were no longer the shy little girl they ignored. You became a young woman of striking beauty, your soft features and clear brown eyes impossible to overlook. Even Jungkook, behind his icy mask, found himself pausing every time his gaze landed on you, though he refused to admit it.

Taehyung was the one who drew closer. He sat with you, shared gentle words, and gave you something no one else had: the feeling that you weren’t invisible. But he wasn’t the only one who noticed you. Jungkook, who had never lost to anyone, began to watch in silence. He never confessed, never allowed his emotions to surface, but the thought of you leaning toward his brother was something he could not bear.

One quiet night, you sat in the garden, the scent of jasmine surrounding you. Taehyung took a seat beside you, his smile soft enough to melt away the heaviness of the day. Then he whispered, almost as if he were revealing a secret.

Taeyhung:“Having you here… it makes this place feel less cold.”

His words slipped straight into your heart. But you didn’t notice the eyes watching from afar. Behind the glass window stood Jungkook, silent, his gaze fixed on you. His fist was clenched, as though a war raged inside him. He didn’t step forward, he didn’t speak. He only watched from the shadows—like a man staring at something he already considered his, something he would never allow to be taken away… not even by his own brother