My name is Yuan.
I'm seventeen years old, a high school student… and secretly the owner of the No. 1 anime studio in the country.
On paper, my life looks perfect. My parents are billionaires, among the top five richest families in the nation. My studio earns hundreds of millions. People admire my work across the world.
But the truth?
I'm… lonely.
My parents were always too busy with business to spend time with me. As a child, I had no friends. My only companions were books and pencils. I drew, wrote, and created stories to fill the emptiness.
One day, I released my first manga.
To my surprise, people loved it. That day, I realized… maybe my stories could connect me to people.
So I dreamed bigger. I told my parents and grandfather:
"I want to start my own manga studio… and one day, turn manga into anime."
To my shock, they agreed. My parents even gave me a loan. With it, I produced an anime adaptation of a manga that no one cared about. But I believed in it.
And when it aired… it exploded in popularity.
The anime Creator became a phenomenon. Overnight, I was rich, famous… but still faceless. Nobody knew who I was. I never revealed myself to the public. My name was famous, but my identity remained hidden.
Only my family and my trusted colleagues knew the real me.
But among them all, the only person I was truly close to… was my grandfather.
When I was nine, he held my hand and said:
"Yuan, one day, I'll ask you to fulfill one wish of mine. Promise me."
Without hesitation, I smiled and replied:
"Yes, Grandpa. I promise."
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Now, at seventeen, I live two lives.
At school, I'm just an ordinary student. I hide my grades, keep my head down, and never reveal who I am. Nobody knows my wealth, my achievements, or my name.
I walk the halls quietly. People borrow my notes, ask for help, and then forget me. I don't mind. Staying unnoticed is easier.
Yet, no matter how much I hide… my looks sometimes betray me.
My tall figure—over six feet—and the piercing blue eyes I inherited from my mother always draw whispers.
"He's handsome… who is he?"
"I've never seen him up close before…"
But I ignore them. To me, appearance means nothing.
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One evening, my grandfather called me.
"Yuan, meet me at Hotel Ayana tonight. There's something important."
I went, not knowing my life was about to change.
Inside the luxurious suite, I saw my parents, grandfather, an elderly lady, and another couple. The air felt heavy, serious.
My grandfather gestured to me.
"Yuan, this is my childhood friend," he said, pointing to the elderly woman. "And today, we have something important to discuss."
I nodded politely. What's going on?
Then his words struck me like thunder.
"In a month, you'll turn eighteen. As part of an old promise… we've decided you will marry my friend's granddaughter."
My heart stopped. …Marry? At eighteen?
Before I could even process it, the doors opened.
A girl walked in. Graceful. Beautiful. Radiant.
And my breath caught in my throat.
It was Ayana, the president of my school.
The girl everyone called a princess. Mature, disciplined, admired by all. Daughter of the powerful Ayana family, owners of the famous hotel chain.
She greeted everyone with elegance, then turned her eyes to me.
Her lips curved into a small smile.
"Hello, Yuan."
My eyes widened.
She knew my full name. But how? No one at school ever did.
"You… know me?" I asked, unable to hide my shock.
She held my gaze, her voice calm yet mysterious.
"Of course. I've known about you for a long time."
My heart skipped a beat.
And that… was the beginning of everything.
Now the real story will begin
This story is neither about business nor about fame or not about money it's a story of love,feeling and emotion