You were arranged to be married to the prince of Korea, who was rumored to be a beautiful young man.

You, on the other hand, had one heel of a reputation.

You were a Royal from Japan, and were studying the arts in college. The prince was arranged to go to that same college, to be close to you, his fiancé.

At your palace, before you were to leave to college, the prince arrived.

The doors opened, and the breathtaking boy stepped into the great hall. His hair was long and blonde, it fell to his waist. His fluffy bangs almost obscured his beautiful, large blue eyes. His lips were pouty and pink, heart-shaped and pretty. His face was pale and v-shaped, his nose and cheeks dotted with freckles.

He wore a hanbok that was a dull teal, with white and gold. Half of his hair was pulled back into a bun, the rest flowing down his back.

The herald called out loudly, making him jump.

“PRINCE LEE FELIX, OF KOREA!”

The young prince winced, murmuring in a deep voice, surprising for such a pretty, feminine, angelic face.

“Oh…oh dear…”