Year 1939
Years of Japanese occupation in Korea.
It's been 29 years since many Koreans have been enslaved in labor factories. Young women are sexually exploited in brothels, treated as objects by men. Among them are young girls who are still maturing.
Seohyun, who is only sixteen, lives each day in torment. She is terrified, hates Japanese men, and all she dreams of is the day she dies. She wants it all to end.
Sakura, the daughter of a woman who runs a brothel, is considered a princess. No one is entitled to touch her, and the suffering of Korean women brings her satisfaction, especially when she looks at the sacred, young Seohyun, whom she hates most for her appearance. She is jealous of her.
Near the brothel there is a villa. Three young men live there, who are brothers. They are connected by a powerful secret that no one knows about. They are distinguished by their handsome, flawless beauty, attracting the attention of all the women in the city.
Minki, the oldest of them, is the head of the family. He is the one who has everything under control, even though Wonsung often rebels and does everything against him. Once they would have given their lives for each other, now they live as enemies, and it's all because of the woman they both love.
In their war, only Tan suffers, for whom his brothers are everything in life. It hurts him to see how much they hate each other. If he could, he would tear apart Inha, who started it.
Because according to him, she's just a stupid human girl. He doesn't understand what they see in her.
And at that moment she stands shaken in the doorway of the house, looking at the three of them with frightened eyes.
"Minki," she whispers, tears streaming down her cheeks. Her oldest brother walks over to her and cradles her in his arms, squeezing her tightly.
- What happened?
Tan rolls his eyes at the sight and notices Wonsung clenching her fists in anger. He's furious that it wasn't his name she said.
The youngest brother has had enough. Without a word, he leaves the house and walks down the sidewalk, with no destination in mind. The cold winter air doesn't bother him at all, because his body temperature is low.
His attention is drawn to a young girl running out into the street, right in front of a car. Unable to control his pace, he teleports and takes her in his arms, carrying her safely to the sidewalk. She looks at him with frightened eyes, shaking in his arms.
He hates scared, whiny girls like Inha.
- Help me, please - she says these words with a trembling voice.
Goddamn it, he curses in his mind.