Shots of 👑 THE ALBUM 👑

ICECREAM

We live in a world were poor and rich are fighting for something - poor fights for their lives to be better, something they've grown tired and wanting to have a change; rich fights for more - they wanted more - more power, luxurious things, or money than what a person should have and needed. It's a cycle that was pass generations after generations, and not all can break away from it.

Just like how this young brunette that has cat resemblance because of her alluring feline eyes, her cute nose, and her infamous gummy smile.

Though, despite her head-turner and beautiful face that radiates fierceness and strong will - was a façade of a twenty-four-year-old lonely and barely living in a small apartment - enough for one person who lives - all by herself.

She's been a fighter from the moment she was born; her mother died giving birth to her, and only her and her father has been together ever since.

Due to the hard life and not being able to give the needs of her daughter - kills him as a father - that led him in a decision of giving her away, lurking a rich family that has an only child for weeks making sure they are perfectly fit and that can provide her daughter things and life he can't give.

At the age of seven her father willfully left her in a busy city of Seoul after seeing that the mother of the family he's been lurking approached her poor, crying daughter wailing for his father's disappearance. Lost. Scared. Terrified even.

Her father dreadfully turns his back to his only daughter with tears cascading on his cheeks, and holding the only thought of giving her a better and happy life.

However, what he thought and imagined turned upside down. A life of luxury and happiness turned into misery, it was like hell for the young kid - not that the family abused her, no, they are actually good people so they gave her to the authorities thinking that the young girl was just lost and the authorities would help her.

Again, she was alone. Lost in the world. Scared.

Her father once thought her to never trust and talk to strangers as they will only do harm, and she did. She left. She runaway to the authorities with only one mission in mind, find her father. Her only family. Her only love ones.

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At the age of nine life couldn't get any better to the young little girl fighting to survive - with her small body, and naivety, innocent mind she learned and forced herself to live in the streets; wandering around with only one slipper on her right as she lost the other after running from the angry old vendor when she stole two apples.

What can she do?

The sound of her grumbling tummy is aching and getting louder that she no longer can ignore. Her of what her father thought her: never steal something that isn't yours. She can't abide to that anymore, or else she'll die from hunger.

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At the age of ten she learned a lot of things, stealing someone else's money became handy to her. It became her source of living and a source of stopping her beasty tummy of getting angry.

After years of wandering in the streets, sleeping in abandon factories or houses; she got tired of finding her father instead, she no longer care about it or anyone for that matter what's important to her now is how she live day after day.

She only has herself - she embraced and accepted it. No one can help and care for her but herself. She is alone. And she knows.

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