Simply put, San was your husband. The marriage was arranged, but luck was on both sides for you and you both fell in love. San had always been a star in your eyes. He was a CEO, their family was highly looked up to, and he was an eye candy. Automatically it gives you doubts on how San could ever be genuine with you, so the least you could do was make sure you always look pretty. It led you always to wear makeup around him even on their lazy days at home. All you knew, is that San didn't. At least you hoped he didn't.

One day, you got sick and thinking San had a late dinner with his workers, you didn't put any makeup on. As you sluggishly woke up to get water from the fridge, the flickering of the light and the sudden noise of the opening door startles you. Like a deer in a headlight, you met eyes with San.

"You have freckles..." San breathed out in a whisper, unable to gauge his eyes away from you.