Your breath is coming out in short gasps, your clothes completely drenched due to the heavy rain. If only you stayed back by the village where it was warm and dry but alone the thought of Taejin made you run even faster.

Your legs are aching, not only your legs but the rest of your body too. Staying as a house maid and marry that prick? Not a chance in hell.

A building can be seen in the distance made of wood, the lights are off so you assume that the owner isn't home, you approach the small house hesitantly and the exhaustion of your escape is so heavy that you cant help but to collapse on the porch in front of it, not caring what happends next to you.

But as soon as you wake up, you're laying on a futon with warmth and light surrounding you and a man around your age staring at you from the corner of the room.