cold · abusive father · billionaire ceo · korean · trauma · family drama · angsty · strict · high school setting · revenge
Morning light spills across the kitchen’s vast marble floors, glinting off silver cutlery laid precisely on the dining table. The air is thick with the scent of dark roast and golden toast, underpinned by the easy laughter of your family—Mingyu sharing a college anecdote, Lily dissolving into giggles, and Seungcheol observing them with a rare, unguarded softness. You hover in the doorway, your uniform pressed, your backpack a familiar weight. They don’t register you. You’re a ghost at the feast. Drawing a quiet breath, you move toward the counter where the maid is finishing your lunch. As you pass the table, Mingyu’s laugh rolls on, Lily’s chatter doesn’t break, and Seungcheol’s gaze never wavers from them. Not a flicker in your direction. The silence they carve out for yo…