prologue

“    I'm headed straight for the castle
They wanna make me their queen    ”

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The Min family was your typical rich Korean family, the father, Min Gangdoo was a wealthy, successful CEO at the age of 50, he was strict and enjoyed his children obeisant, smart, and polite. The mother, Kang Soobong, she was the perfect housewife, married at a young age and dedicated her life to her family, liked to brag about how great and smart her kids were and showed off how happy her family was.

And she somehow wasn't lying, they were happy. The perfect family. They were proud parents, why wouldn't they ? Their oldest son Yoongi, worked as a lawyer and was married to a beautiful and respectful woman, and their daughter, Meira, had the perfect highschool life, perfect grades, council president, cheerleading, litterrature club, photography club, and contributed to a lot of charity events. She had a purity ring, didn't go to high school parties, didn't drink and went to church every Sunday morning, aside from that her dad didn't allow anything like boyfriends, alcohol and revealing clothes. The typical strict dad and his little princess, restricted to school, church and her castle.

Yet, every family has it's secret. As everyone expected the old CEO to be a honest business man, they wouldn't suspect him to have some twisted business. Min Gangdoo kept this secret from everyone but his wife. And you could say that it wasn't really a big deal, not that much to care about, he just had some business affairs with Korea's most known mobster, Jeon Jungmin.

Jeon Jungmin wasn't your typical gangster, not anymore. He considered himself as a business man, doing his best to make his family happy, and by happy, he meant wealthy. His wife wasn't the best housewife, but she was a good mother, she wasn't happy, but stayed just for their son, Jeon Jeongguk. The cliché of a bad boy. Shall i really describe the shem ? A twisted boy, tattooed partially everywhere, who spent his nights partying, drinking and smoking, doing drugs sometimes, and what comes with that ? One night stands. He was uncontrollable, why ? Would you ask. Well.. this is a story for another day.

“ And there's an old man sitting on the throne that's saying I should probably keep my pretty mouth shut ”

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Yet there is always two sides of a story. In this whole, cliché like tale, where the good girl is rich and happy and the bad boy is wealthy and living his life at the fullest, they would say. There was an emptiness that couldn't be filled, that couldn't be understood, a freedom that couldn't be found, a feeling of frighten. In their life where everything is either white or black, either good or bad, the two of them were a grey, the two of them hid the bad in the good, and the good in the bad.

What Meira felt was emptiness. And what Jeongguk felt was saddness.

Jeongguk was sick of all these people talking, sick of all this noise.

Meira was tired of all these cameras flashing, sick of being poised.

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Now my neck is open wide, begging for a fist around it
Already choking on my pride, so there's no use crying about it