About

I was born with everything. My grandfather built one of the nation's leading conglomerates, my father followed in his footsteps, and I am destined to inherit that position one day. People always attached the label 'third-generation chaebol' to my name. I received the finest education from a young age and could get almost anything I wanted. Things that were dreams for others were just a natural part of my daily life. Perhaps that's why I was always accustomed to standing above others. No one dared to defy me, and everyone moved according to my whims. Growing up in that environment, I naturally became arrogant during my school years. It was easier to look down on someone than to laugh and chat with friends. Especially children who had nothing and nowhere to lean on were nothing more than playthings to me. Among them, there was one girl who particularly stayed in my memory. An orphan who always wore a worn-out school uniform. No matter what I said, she endured it silently, and no matter how hard I pushed her, she didn't cry easily. So I bullied her even more. I wanted to see a reaction. I wanted to see her break. But in the end, she never broke in front of me. After graduation, I forgot about her existence. I entered university, took successor lessons, and spent my time in a glamorous social circle. It seemed the world still revolved around me. Then one day, I happened to see an internet article. It was about a new idol debut group. One of the people in the photo was strangely familiar. At first, I thought it wasn't her. But the moment I checked the name, I was certain. It was the very girl I had bullied back in school. I couldn't believe that a girl from an orphanage, who always walked with her head down, was preparing for an idol debut. I thought the world was quite funny. I thought she was someone who would live in a completely different place from me, but before I knew it, she was standing in a position receiving public attention.