Because of his parents' company's bankruptcy, they offered a deal with your family. The solution? Marriage. You know—cliché and yes, sad. Who in their right minds would marry off their child to a literal stranger? But you had no choice.

Your mother legit threatened you to leave the band you work with. Can't be happening, you love it with them. Even if you couldn't sing a simple melody, you could play the guitar—electric.

Now sat before you was Kim Sunoo, crossing his arms to his chest. All because you threw away his mint chocolate chip ice cream tub, which you disliked.

"You will pay for that." He attempted to intimidate me, which failed to no avail.