Prolog

The mansion looks majestic, with dominating white colors and a yard that covers half an acre. Or maybe we can call it a mansion. A house that is only owned by people from the family middle class and also government officials. Several servants in black uniforms seemed to be pacing back and forth, doing their respective jobs without a word, for their masters never liked people who worked with chattering mouths.

In one of the spacious rooms, you can see a figure who is still asleep in his sleep. The figure looked beautiful with the pajamas attached to his thin body, his long black hair smooth to the touch. His face was flawless and flawless with clear, radiant white skin. The room looks neat, with several large cupboards inside which are neatly lined up with dolls of various types and colors. A small pantry and a long sofa in blue — facing the wall, where a large television hangs with several other decorations.

tok..tok..tok..

The sound of the door being knocked made the figure slowly open its eyes. The pair of round black eyes blew a few times before they completely focused. He glanced at the small clock that was above the nightstand, where it was now daytime. He sighed a few times before waking himself up and leaned back on the head of the bed, making his long black hair fall beautifully down beside his shoulder.

"Come in!" His voice was hoarse but did not erase any trace of subtlety in his voice. Hearing the low voice of the figure, the knocker opened the door to the blue room slowly. Then smiled faintly when the figure he was guarding had now woken up from his sleep.

"How did you sleep, young master. Did you sleep well as usual?"

The man looked at the caregiver who put the tray she brought on the small table that had been prepared for him — arranged it in such a way on his lap to make it easier for him to have breakfast on the bed. "I slept well, aunt."

His name is Lee Ha Neul. A woman in her forties who has worked for her family — as caregivers since she was a child. Due to both his parents who always travel abroad, they eventually leave the son to the nanny. And until now Haenul has always looked after and made sure that the man didn't lack anything. The maid nodded in relief, looked at the man in front of her with a gentle smile, "Please finish breakfast, after this I will prepare clothes for you."

The man raised his eyebrows when he heard what his nanny say, "Do I have an event today?" he asked hoarsely. Then he drank a glass of milk that was in front of him slowly, "Or umma and appa will go home?"

Haneul nodded and immediately handed a handkerchief to the man in front of him who had finished his favorite vanilla milk — to wipe his wet lips with dripping milk, "Master Kim and madam will come back this afternoon. They will definitely want you to pick up at the airport."

His name is Kim Jaejoong. A man who has a beautiful face with white skin. His body was thin with a height that looked small for the size of a man. The only son of the Kim family who deals in the property world. He rarely leaves the house if he doesn't have anything important to do, because his parents forbid him — and of course because of the prohibition from his personal doctor.

Over the years, from childhood to adulthood, Jaejoong always relied on drugs, because his body was not like ordinary people. Thalassemia, a hemoglobin disorder that usually occurs due to genetic factors of both the child's parents, and Jaejoong currently has it. He is prone to anemia, and will even fall unconscious if his condition deteriorates significantly. Because of that, his parents never allowed Jaejoong to leave the house without guard, because they were afraid that Jaejoong's condition could recur at any time.

"Call Doctor Jung, I want him to check my condition before I leave the house."

Aunt Lee nodded and turned around, but she was stunned when a tall man with a handsome face stood at the doorway with a briefcase she usually carried, "Ah… Doctor Jung. You're here. "

Jaejoong looked up, ignoring his breakfast — a bowl of sum-sum porridge made by his nanny. He smiled faintly and nodded at the handsome man who had worked as his personal doctor for several years, replacing the previous doctor who retired from his job, Jung Yunho.

"You came, Yunho shi."

TBC