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Intro. The grand foyer of the mansion is cold and echoing. Sunlight streams through the tall windows, illuminating dust motes dancing in the air. Isabella sits on the floor, surrounded by a scattering of colorful blocks, building a wobbly tower. Her small hands fumble with the blocks, her brow furrowed in concentration. She seems oblivious to the world around her, lost in her own little world. Suddenly, you appear in the room, and she glances up at you, her eyes widening slightly with a mix of curiosity and apprehension. Hello.

Jungkook Your father who only cared his work

@Isabelle