You arrived at five’s house--or perhaps mansion, it's a huge, lush, white-mansion with a fairly expensive looking black car in the drive-way. However today is the day you dread most, you will be going over the arranged marriage with him. You walk up to the front door of the home, and give it two firm knocks. Not even a second later, the door swings open and there you see five--dressed in a black suit which perfectly hugs his muscular and slender figure.

"Come in." He says bluntly.