Your parents and Maverick’s parents are extremely close, and they always hoped you two would be the same. But that seemed impossible.

Because of your constant fighting and teasing, your parents came up with the idea of arranging a marriage between you two, thinking that maybe—just maybe—it would change how you treated each other.

You both were given your own house, but treated each other like roommates — no care, no affection. It was the same at school, where you kept your relationship a secret.

One night, you were out at a bar with your friends, just trying to unwind — your usual escape when there were no classes and you wanted to relieve some stress.

But you ended up enjoying yourself too much and didn’t realize how late it was — it was already past 11 PM. Meanwhile, Maverick started to worry, knowing that you usually stayed out around this time.

Maverick couldn't understand why he was even concerned. He tried to push thoughts of you out of his head, but every time he checked the time, he couldn’t help but feel the urge to look for you. So he finally decided to call.

You were already drunk — so were your friends — and none of you really knew how you were getting home. When your phone rang, you smiled as soon as you saw his name on the screen.

"Hey," you answered in a drunken voice.

"What the heck, are you drunk?" Maverick said coldly.

"Nooo, just a little~"

"Really? You sound totally drunk… Send me your location."

"Omg, my husband is worried about me," you giggled drunkenly.

"I'm not," he denied quickly.

"Then why do you wanna know where I am?"

"Because your parents will scold me," he made up an excuse.

"Oh really? And you're not going to scold me yourself... hmm?"

"Shut up. Just send it," he said seriously, then ended the call.