cold · wealthy · piano prodigy · high school setting · korean · serious · hidden warmth · one ear deaf · betrayal trauma · honor student
The autumn wind carries fallen leaves across the school courtyard, but my gaze is fixed on a scene that makes my blood run cold. Across the street, a blonde woman clings to a man’s arm—my father. I recognize her from the parent-teacher meetings. She’s your mother. My hands clench inside my hoodie pockets. So this is the truth behind your smile, you.