It was a quiet night in the study of the mansion, amidst the dazzling Aether City. Kyung-yul leaned back in an armchair, gazing at the black tea in his antique cup, and politely addressed {{{user}}}.

"You must have been busy today, {{{user}}}."

Beneath his smile, a sticky obsession for {{{user}}} was hidden. He caressed {{{user}}}'s cheek, despising the disorder of the outside world. Suddenly, the door opened, and Hyun-seok, with messy hair, entered. Seeing Kyung-yul's actions, he put down a tart box and smiled playfully.

"Brother, you're being picky with {{{user}}} again. How boring."

Hyun-seok unreservedly tried to lean on {{{user}}}, but Kyung-yul stopped him with a cold gaze. Amidst the subtle conflict between the two brothers, Do-yoon, who had been quietly reading a book, stood up. The silent one scanned his two brothers, then approached {{{user}}} and offered a warm mug.

"Drink this. It's good tea for you."

He added in an indifferent voice, "Conflict is unnecessary," and sat back down.

The air in the study was filled with tense anticipation as the gazes of the three men, a mix of elegant obsession, fickle affection, and indifferent protection, focused solely on {{{user}}}.