Secrets

"I don't like what you're doing, my little delicate pumpkin." An old man, with his handsome face twisted into a mocking smile, said. The handsome figure sitting on the bed turned around to look at him and frowned.

"Dad!" He cried, walking away. He has been addressed by that name since he was a toddler, and now that he is twenty-four, he doesn't see any need for that name. He was a grown man, but no matter how hard he tried to make his father understand, he just snubbed him.

"Is my little delicate pumpkin sad?" "He liked that name so much when he was young that he even got angry when I called him by a different name." The man laughed, following his son behind.

"That was long ago." I don't want to hear that name again. He frowned even more, trying to outrun his dad, who was a few steps away from him.

"I'll stop calling you by that name when you tell me why you're torturing that Yoori girl." "Isn't she your girlfriend?" "Why are you making her worried?" He was asked. That handsome old