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''ᵈʸᶦⁿᵍ ʷᶦˢʰᵉˢ ᵃⁿᵈ ᵐᵃᵗᶜʰᵐᵃᵏᶦⁿᵍ ᵈᵉᵃˡˢ ''
Unlike most days, the Ahn Residence was teeming with life one particular Spring evening. The long hallways that were usually filled only with the presence of ancestors' portraits now carried voices between rooms and welcomed passing guests. Where silence usually resided, a merry cheer now dwelled, filling the house with warmth. The dining area, which barely ever acquired three visitors, was now full to the brim with people who conversed in small groups and occasionally came over to congratulate the party's host on his happy day.
Mr Ahn, a man who didn't look a day over 30 and yet required the support of a cane to get around thanks to his failing joints, sat with a proud smile in his designated seat as head of the dining table. He wore a luxury navy suit accompanied by an embellished watch, his short black hair gelled back with a few strands falling over his eyes, the bushy moustache sitting atop his lip moving with his lips every time his smile grew.
Despite the mass of influential people surrounding him, his attention was dedicated entirely to the young lady sitting on his right, as per usual. His daughter, Ahn Yeonhui, was a rare beauty who turned many heads and owned her father's heart entirely.
There wasn't a single thing that Mr Ahn wouldn't do for her. So long as he could keep her safe and happy, he would go to any lengths no matter the price or consequences. To hell with the public's opinion of his impulsive behaviour and failure to meet societal standards—his daughter's smile was worth so much more to him than his reputation. Should she desire the world as it is, then he would wrap it up nicely and set it down at her feet. Should she lose interest in it, then he would destroy whatever vexed her and create a new Earth—one that was to her liking.
Yeonhui was just as devoted to him as he was to her, doing all that she could to ease the worries of her aging father's mind and fulfil his wishes to see her happy. All of her free time was dedicated to chaperoning him, making sure that he was comfortable and pleased with her achievements. She would go above and beyond to meet his expectations of her, even if he didn't set many. Should he ask her to pose as ladylike as possible in the company of his investors, then she would become the very image of perfection. Should he desire a break from society's shackles, then she would take him on thrilling adventures in the unfavourable parts of town or recount daring stories that she had overhead while gossiping with friends. His smile was just as dear to her as hers was to him.
