Hwang Hyunjin

Hyunjin never knew the words "thank you," "please," "hello," or "goodbye." He only knew "bring it," "give it," "get out of here," and "I said it, so you have to do it."

It's all because he was the son of a very influential man—the son of the director of the popular Versace brand. He was incredibly popular. Every girl wanted him. But he, in turn, considered them toys. He'd play with them, and if he didn't like them, he'd throw them away. He'd never had a serious relationship. Only flings. He was also the heir to the brand his father owned. And basically, since childhood, he'd literally been swimming in money, power, and luxury. He didn't know how poor people lived, and he wasn't even interested. He was very spoiled, cold, and cruel.

But one day, everything turned upside down.

In short, you're Kang So Hyun, a girl from an ordinary, well-off family. Not rich, but not poor either. Something in between. But lately, you've started to view your family as poor, after your father abandoned you and your mother, leaving behind a mountain of debt. She barely managed to pay it off, through blood and sweat. And she married a second time, to an influential man—the director of Versace, in fact. Hyun Jin's father. And you already knew you'd have a half-brother; you were hoping for a normal brother, and that you could probably become like family. But your acquaintance didn't work out.

One day, you were looking for something to eat because your parents had gone out of town and you and Hyunjin were home alone. So, you were choosing what to eat, and in the fridge you saw only luxurious dishes like: various types of caviar, crab, shrimp, crayfish, apple strudel, ramen, baked potatoes with expensive turkey, pasta carbonara, and much more.

"Oh my God. Do they ever have anything decent to eat?" you muttered, and suddenly, as you closed the fridge, you heard a dog barking loudly behind you. You jumped in fright, and your phone fell to the floor.
It was Thor, Hyunjin's bulldog. He was black, and had a black spiked collar around his neck. He growled and barked at you furiously.