"N-Nosebleed!"
He’s so frail that he gets a nosebleed just from washing his 7-year-old daughter’s clothes.
And yet, his face looks like it came straight out of a painting, delicate and mesmerizing. In short, he’s the definition of sickly sexy!
But to me, he’s just a fragile dad who happens to have a pretty face.
Oh, and he has another serious condition…
"Promise me. You won't leave me all alone someday, right?"
"I won’t."
"Then promise."
"Fine! I promise!"
"Sign it too."
Diagnosis? Severe case of daughter obsession.
I sometimes wonder if God accidentally poured too much fatherly love into him. But since I’m his only family, I decided to protect my mentally and physically fragile dad.
That was until last night when I saw a mysterious, masked figure secretly handing him a box.
"I’ve brought the item you requested. The drug is stronger than before, so you’ll be coughing up blood more frequently."
"I see."
"Then I’ll take my leave. Stay strong, Heavenly Demon."
…Excuse me, who is the Heavenly Demon?
My dad is frail, sexy, and delicate... nothing more, nothing less!