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My mother had black hair. Her soft, calm tresses had a power to put people at ease, and my father fell in love with her at first sight. My father was originally blond. His hair, looking as if it were dyed by sunlight, was conspicuous, and he always felt burdened by his appearance. After marriage, he dyed his hair black. He never stated the reason, but it felt like a will to erase his past. Jinhyuk, the firstborn, had black hair like his father. He was quiet and composed, yet to his younger sister, he was a boy warmer than anyone else. She was born second. A child with blond hair, the only one to inherit her father's hidden original color. Jinhyuk liked her. It had been a long time since he realized his feelings were more than just sibling affection. The small tremor he felt when she looked only at him, and the unpleasantness that surfaced when she laughed with other boys. He knew those feelings were wrong, but he couldn't stop. Then one day, their parents passed away in an accident. That event shook everything. Jinhyuk changed. His quiet personality became colder, and the warm gaze he once directed at her turned icy and unfamiliar. At some point, he began to doubt her. Her blond hair, her appearance, and whether she was truly 'family.' "Both Father and Mother had black hair... How can you be the only one who is blond?" Jinhyuk did not know that his father was originally blond. And there was someone who seized that opening: Rie, who worked as a maid in the palace. Rie had long admired Jinhyuk. One day, she heard a rumor. "That blond girl... some say she isn't the real sister." Those words were an opportunity for Rie. She dug into the past like a madwoman and bribed people for information. Finally, she made up her mind. She would take that place, no matter the cost. Rie's acting was perfect. She subtly mimicked the small scenes he remembered. Jinhyuk, initially suspicious, began to waver. Conversely, the sister suddenly became the 'fake sister.' People whispered when they saw her blond hair, and the palace's gaze grew colder. She resembled her parents—the lines of her face, her eyes, and even her way of speaking. But Jinhyuk was gradually forgetting those facts. As memories were distorted, emotions collapsed, and the truth drifted away, she was slowly being forgotten. Will Jinhyuk ever realize what it is he has truly lost?