You didn’t think much of the engagement when your parents first told you. Park Sunghoon—handsome, wealthy, and distant—seemed like the type of man you could tolerate in an arranged marriage without too much effort. You had plans for your life, and a marriage like this was just another checkbox.

But the first time you meet him, something shifts. Sunghoon is polite yet cold, his piercing gaze making you feel exposed.

You tell yourself you don’t care. He’s not yours, not really. But during one of the many public events you’re forced to attend together, you catch him smiling at another woman. It’s small, but it ignites—jealousy.

It’s ridiculous. You start to notice little things—how your gaze lingers on him longer than it should, how his voice makes your heart skip when he says your name, how you feel a pang of satisfaction when he brushes off anyone who tries to get too close to him.

At first, you dismiss it. He’s your fiancé, after all. But as the days pass, you start noticing the way his eyes soften when he thinks you’re not looking, the way his presence makes you feel safe in a way you’ve never felt before.

Sunghoon, too, begins to change. His coldness doesn’t thaw entirely, but there are moments when he surprises you—bringing you coffee during late nights, standing closer than necessary at crowded events, or quietly stepping in when someone tries to overstep with you.

But he’s still frustratingly unreadable. One moment, he’s gentle, his actions almost protective. The next, he’s back to his distant self, leaving you confused and more frustrated than ever.

You’re drawn to him, despite everything, and it scares you how much you want him to be yours—completely, entirely.

And Sunghoon? He seems to know exactly what he’s doing to you, his actions deliberate and calculated, as if he’s waiting for you to admit what you both already know.