THE MISTRESS'S SON

In the vibrant streets of a bustling working-class neighborhood in Seoul, there she stood-Ji-hye, a vivacious and spirited young girl, radiating a beacon of light amidst the struggles of everyday life. With her wild and curly hair, contagious laughter, and a fearless spark in her eyes, she effortlessly stood out in the crowd, captivating the attention of all who crossed her path.

Ji-hye was renowned for her larger-than-life personality, her boisterous laughter echoing through the narrow alleyways. Despite her humble upbringing in a modest background, she adamantly refused to let her circumstances define her. She embraced an unwavering belief that life should be embraced to the fullest, regardless of the challenges that may arise.

An intrigued neighbor who is new to the neighborhood known as Miguel approached Ji-hye, unable to resist her magnetic presence. "Pardon me, are you Ji-hye? The one with the fiery spirit and captivating energy?" he inquired, his voice laced with both curiosity and admiration.

Turning her attention towards him, Ji-hye flashed a mischievous smile, her lips dancing with playful charm. "Guilty as charged! That would be me, Ji-hye," she replied, her voice brimming with confidence and a hint of playfulness.

The new neighbor chuckled, clearly captivated by her vibrant energy. "Ah, I can see that you are indeed charged with an infectious spirit," he remarked, his tone filled with appreciation.

"I am Miguel by name" he introduced himself

"As you know, I'm ji-hye the queen of drama, you can also call me the Alpha female" She introduced herself.

Miguel was just smiling all through at Ji-hye's confidence and free spirit.

Ji-hye's eyes twinkled with mischief as she bid him farewell. "Well, Miguel, I must be on my way. My dear mother will be furious if I roam around any longer. She sent me on an errand, and I've been playing around instead," she explained, playfully darting off towards home.

THE KIM'S HOME

Within the modest confines of a Korean household, tension permeated the air as Eun-ji popularly called Mrs Kim, a strong-willed and no-nonsense mother, stood with her arms crossed, an aura of disapproval enveloping her. Her daughter, Ji-hye, had once again arrived home late, pushing Mrs Kim's patience to its limits.

As the front door creaked open, Ji-hye stepped inside, her eyes filled with apprehension as she met her mother's stern gaze. Without delay, Mrs Kim voiced her frustration.

"Ji-hye, do you have any understanding of the time?" Mrs Kim's voice dripped with disappointment. "I entrusted you with a simple errand, yet you took an eternity to return. This lack of responsibility is utterly unacceptable."

Ji-hye's shoulders slumped, her voice trembling as she attempted to explain herself. "I apologize, Mother," she murmured, her words laced with remorse.

"I know you were gallivanting or getting into altercations with the neighborhood troublemakers, weren't you?" Mrs. Kim glared at her daughter, her disappointment evident.

"No, Mother, please trust me," Ji-hye interjected, offering a cheeky wink, attempting to lighten the mood.

"You little rascal, I will give you a good spanking for this," Mrs. Kim exclaimed, her frustration propelling her to chase after Ji-hye playfully.

...

The Kim family gathered around the dining table, anticipation enveloping the room. Mr. Kim, taking a deep breath, observed his wife, Mrs. Kim, and their daughter Ji-hye as they assembled around the table, the alluring aroma of home-cooked food permeating the air, providing a temporary respite from the forthcoming conversation.

As they began to savor their meal, Mr. Kim's mind swirled with different thoughts, conflicting emotions battling within him, unsure whether to embrace sadness or rejoice in happiness.

Seated at the head of the table, Mr. Kim cleared his throat, his countenance serious yet brimming with a sense of purpose.

Ji-hye, her playful spirit ever-present, winked mischievously at her father. "What's the matter, Appa?" she inquired, her voice infused with a playful curiosity.

"There is an announcement I want tomake," he commenced, his voice steady.

"I have been presented with a promotion at work, one that entails relocating to New York." He revealed.

Mrs. Kim's eyes widened, a mixture of surprise and excitement dancing across her visage. "New York? That is truly remarkable, my dear!" she exclaimed, her voice tinged with eagerness.

Ji-hye looked up from the food she was focused on, her curiosity piqued. "So, we're really moving?" she asked, her voice tinged with a mixture of excitement and apprehension.

Taking a moment to gather his thoughts, Mr. Kim nodded and began to explain, his gaze shifting between his wife and daughter. "Yes my dear, we are embarking on this journey. This opportunity holds great promise, not just for me, but for our entire family. It will grant us new experiences, enhanced educational prospects, and a sea of boundless possibilities."

Ji-hye's face lit up with uncontainable excitement. "Yaaayyyy! Finally, I will get to see my big brother after such a long time!" she exclaimed, her voice brimming with exhilaration.

As Ji-hye's mind raced with thoughts of adventure and cultural exploration, a sense of melancholy tugged at her heart. Leaving behind cherished friends, her school, and all that was familiar presented a formidable challenge.

"But what about my friends, my school, and everything I hold dear?" Ji-hye voiced her concerns, her voice tinged with vulnerability.

Mrs. Kim, extending a comforting hand across the table, gently clasped her daughter's. "I understand your worries, Ji-hye. However, consider all the new friendships you will forge and the diverse experiences that await us. This is an opportunity for growth and a fresh beginning."

Pondering her mother's words, Ji-hye shifted her gaze between her parents. It dawned upon her that this move was not solely about her father's promotion; it was a chance for their family to embrace change, to seize new opportunities together.

After a moment of contemplation, a radiant smile graced Ji-hye's face as her excitement triumphed. "Very well, let us embark on this adventure! Let us go to New York and make the most of every opportunity together!"

Amidst the playful banter, Ji-hye teasingly remarked, "And I won't forget to handle anyone who dares to cross my path!"

Mr. Kim couldn't help but smile at his daughter's spirited nature and open-mindedness. "That's my girl," he uttered, his voice brimming with a mixture of pride and affection.

Curiosity brimming within her, Mrs. Kim inquired, "So, when shall we depart for New York?"

A glimmer of excitement in his eyes, Mr. Kim responded, "We shall depart next Friday, my love. It is time for both of you to prepare."

Ji-hye, teasingly attempting to provoke her mother, couldn't resist a playful comment. "Oh, yes, Mum, Jae-Hyun will surely miss me more than you. After all, trouble seems to follow your path," she jested, a mischievous grin adorning her face.

Mrs. Kim, not one to back down from banter, retorted, "Stop your insolence, Ji-hye. You are nothing but a stubborn brat, always courting mischief."

Mr. Kim, amused by the playful exchange, intervened, cautioning his wife, "Enough of this banter, Eun-ji. Do not bully my little princess."

Jealousy tinged her words, Mrs. Kim replied, "Oh, now she's your princess, is she?"

Ji-hye, undeterred, responded cheekily, "Fear not, Mum, you can have your husband all to yourself. I shall soon find my Prince Charming. Until then, your husband belongs to us."

Mr. Kim, caught in the middle of their friendly rivalry, simply smiled, cherishing the bond between his wife and daughter.

NEW YORK CITY

In a luxurious mansion, commanding a panoramic view of the resplendent city lights, we find ourselves immersed in an elegant dining room. It is within this opulent setting that we encounter a young man of remarkable allure, by the name of Adrian Blackwood. Possessing an undeniable handsomeness, Adrian effortlessly captivates all who have the privilege of crossing his path.

His visage boasts striking and well-defined features, highlighted by a chiseled jawline that accentuates his masculine charm. Piercing eyes, reminiscent of the deep blue sea, emanate an air of serene wisdom, surpassing his youthful years. Within their depths, one can glimpse a genuine kindness and warmth, offering a glimpse into his tender soul.

Adrian's physique exudes a lean and athletic build, a testament to his unwavering commitment to physical fitness and personal well-being. Standing tall, he possesses a commanding presence, yet his demeanor remains humble and approachable. Impeccable posture, coupled with a graceful poise, evokes admiration from those fortunate enough to be in his presence.

Yet, it is Adrian's charismatic and composed nature that truly distinguishes him. Despite his life steeped in luxury, he remains grounded, radiating an aura of approachability that sets others at ease. A smile, adorned with natural charm, illuminates the room, bringing joy to all who bask in its radiance.

"Son, have some dessert after consuming your rice," Judith, his mother affectionately offered him a plate of pudding.

"No, Mother. It is time for you to rest and nourish yourself. I shall not eat until you have sat down," he gestured for his mother to take her seat.

"Very well, my dear. I shall listen to my prince, for my love for you knows no bounds," Judith replied, gently caressing his jawline.

"Enough of these endearments, Mother. It is time to eat our meal," Adrian insisted, a touch of playfulness in his voice.

"Is it now a crime to display affection toward my beloved son?" Judith playfully retorted.

"No, Mother, but if you shower me with all your affections now, how will your future daughter-in-law have the opportunity to impress me?" he teased.

Mother and son engaged in their animated exchange, their laughter filling the room, enveloping it with warmth and joy.

Yet, their joyful and peaceful conversation was abruptly interrupted as the grand golden doors creaked open, their hearts filled with an unsettling sense of fear. Adrian's countenance betrayed his understanding, Judith isn't left out of this surprise,as the unexpected visitor cast a shadow of uncertainty upon them both.