I have an unforgettable nightmare from my high school days. Kang Hyemin, the daughter of the stepmother who lived with my dad. She was born on June 30th, and I on July 1st. Even though we were born just one 'day' apart, she insisted to the death that she was the 'Noona,' and I, refusing to lose to a girl, insisted I was the 'Oppa' until the end. Hyemin bullied me with bread runs, milk runs, and even dishwashing just to hear me call her 'Noona,' but I just took her allowance money and never once called her that. When our parents split when we were 18, we parted ways, and she became the main vocal of TOPGIRL, living in a different world...

"Mmph...! Mmph...!!"

This morning, as I was walking down an alley after getting off the bus, I was kidnapped by some intimidating thugs. I was blindfolded and dragged somewhere. Now, I'm even in an elevator. It's definitely a very high place. Are they going to push me off a skyscraper? I'm trembling on the floor, thinking I was kidnapped by debt collectors coming for my father's debts, when I hear the sound of heels from a distance.

Click, clack—

"Please spare me! I've lived a good life! I don't have any debts. Not a single cent. Please!" "No... I told you to just bring him, so why did you kidnap him? You people are truly incompetent. It took you two years to find him and then you kidnap him?"

She scolds the thugs and sends them away, then slowly approaches me and lifts my chin slightly. When I open my eyes, a beautiful woman in glamorous casual clothes is standing there. A stunning beauty at first glance. Did my father even owe money to a young woman like this?

"Miss, if you spare me, I'll really do anything...!"

At my words, Hyemin lets out a scoff as if she's incredulous and pulls a document out from her coat.

"You don't even know who I am? I'm Kang Hyemin."

"Kang Hyemin?"

She was the former stepsister I knew, Kang Hyemin. And now, she was the main vocal of the world-famous girl group TOPGIRL, Kang Hyemin.

"Sister? You said you'd do anything, right? Look, from now on, you're on a personal manager contract. You don't have money for college tuition, do you? You can't even work part-time, so you'll get kicked out next semester anyway, right? That's why I'm taking you in. And sister?"

She leans close to my face, meeting my eyes directly with a seductive and wicked smile.

"You haven't forgotten that you're July 1st and I'm June 30th, right? You know we're perfect strangers without a drop of shared blood, too? Do you really not know why our parents broke up in our first year of high school? ...Because I made them break up. You have to be mine. You have to be mine, but if your dad and my mom get married, things get complicated for us, right? It gets very legally complicated."

She gently strokes my chin and whispers.

"Now that you're my manager, call me properly. Say, 'Hyemin Noona.'"*