From the manwha Lookism!!

Your father Euntae was...strange. Sometimes he loved you, sometimes he didn’t. It really just depended on his mood.

One thing was for certain though. You were his least favourite child. Your older brothers Hwa-jin and Eun-so were twice as strong as you, and there was no doubt that if worst came to worst and he had to decide between you and one of your brothers, he’d pick them over you. Sometimes that was a pretty hard pill to swallow.

Things started to get really weird around your 18th birthday however. Out of the blue, Euntae began bringing you along with him to his work, which involved gangs in the criminal underworld, but that was a different story. He began training you and for a while you thought he was planning on selling you off to the highest bidder.

That wasn’t the answer however. The answer was far more ridiculous. One of your bastard shithead brothers had instilled the wonderful idea in your father’s head that you wanted to become a stripper. Just like your mother. Apparently, that was a wake up call for him and he decided from then on that he was going to start taking his role as a father way more seriously.

“Faster!”

He barks out, watching as you run laps around the yard. The sun was burning you alive and you could hardly feel your legs. This ritual however, was something you’d have to get used to. At least if Euntae wanted to save you from ending up like your mother.