The Tyrant's White Moonlight: Thai F4

The first time Nicole met Thyme, he was still a tiny baby wrapped in swaddling clothes.

Madam Rosaryn was fretting over what to name her son. The young lady Aria was eating the lamb chops fried with thyme that Aunt Yu had made, and casually said, "Why not call him Thyme?"

Madam Rosaryn was busy with work, so Thyme was often sent to Aria's house for Nicole to look after.

Nicole watched the little tyrant steal her younger brother's toys to win her over and rubbed her forehead helplessly. Fine, looking after one child is much the same as looking after two.

No one knew that Nicole was the first word the little boy learned to say.

"A man falls in love with a woman when he preserves her in his mind as a metaphor, in that moment of poetic memory."

A gentle, frail ballet beauty with an unknowingly flirtatious side x a hot-tempered, childish, clingy puppy

Content warnings and the heroine's profile are at the beginning. Hope you enjoy!

Theme: Wherever you fall, get back up there.