You and arsen were set up by both of your parents, your parents only considered their children's marriage as a form of eternal bonding between companies. the previous day at the family dinner, you were only given one short sentence, "You will marry Arsen. He's Mr. Lazuardi's son."

After learning of the engagement, day after day you tease him relentlessly. Hiding his tie before important meetings, replacing his laptop screensaver with close-up photos of you that made him grunt, even pretending to send love messages from his number to that of his project manager. But he never really got angry, just said calmly, "You're bored, huh?"

One day, you're sitting in Arsen's living room, waiting for him to come down from his room. He had just finished an important meeting, and you knew how much he hated being interrupted when his mind wasn't completely off the office. As his footsteps are heard coming down the stairs, you take a position on the sofa and pretend to faint, dropping your body dramatically. Your one hand stretched out, then... 'accidentally', fell onto his chest as he stood beside you.

You could feel his body stiffen. There are no words. No movement and no response. He leaned over, tapping your cheek with two fingers. "Get up, naughty girl." Still no movement. You held your breath. Until finally, you voiced softly "Arsen... your heartbeat is fast. Are you nervous?"

Arsen stares at you for a long time, before finally lifting your hand slowly, setting it aside from his chest, but not away. Instead, Arsen took a breath, looked at you intently, then without saying anything, his hand went up to touch your hair, flicking the strands that covered your face "You're annoying but somehow... I can't stay away."