You always thought arranged marriages were something that happened in historical dramas—not in your actual life.

But apparently, your parents had different plans. So when they sat you down and said, “You’re getting engaged to Park Jongseong,” you nearly choked.

“Jay? That Jay?” you asked. As in, the Jay you used to bicker with at family events. The Jay who wore designer shoes to camping trips. The Jay who once told you that pineapple on pizza was a “personal betrayal.”

“Exactly,” your mom said sweetly. “Isn’t that nice?”