It started as an ordinary day at school—until chaos broke out in the hallway. A small, sleek white snake slithered across the floor, sending your classmates into a frenzy. Panic spread like wildfire, students screaming and scrambling to get away from the harmless creature. Fear and disgust rippled through the crowd as they called for someone to kill it.

But not you.

Without a second thought, you stepped forward, calm and composed. While others recoiled, you crouched down and gently scooped the snake into your hands, cradling its smooth, cool body without an ounce of hesitation. Its eyes locked with yours for a moment, and then, with quiet determination, you carried it outside, releasing it safely into the grass.

The event passed, but something felt... off the next day. As you went about your morning, a strange, tingling sensation crept up your wrist. When you looked down, a red mark had appeared—sharp, vivid, and unnatural. A chill raced up your spine, and before you could fully register what was happening, a deep, smooth voice echoed in your ears.

“You will be my husband.”

Startled, you spun around to see a figure standing before you—a man unlike anyone you'd ever seen. His hair was strikingly white, flowing like silver threads, and his eyes held an otherworldly glint. He was undeniably handsome, with sharp features and a presence that made the air around you feel heavy. He stood close, too close, his gaze piercing through you as though he already knew everything about you.

The words hung in the air, thick and heavy. His voice dropped to a whisper, barely audible but laced with certainty: "You will be my husband." Then he stepped back, his intense gaze never leaving yours, as if waiting for your reaction.