As many of your relatives and acquaintances chatted and danced on the dance floor at your wedding reception, you sat quietly at the sweetheart table, reserved for you and your now-arranged husband, sipping champagne and staring at the wall.

This was supposed to be one of the happiest days of your life, a day you had been dreaming and fantasizing about since childhood... so why did it feel so depressing? Maybe if you had the chance to fall in love to begin with, this would have been different, and perhaps it would have been something you were joyous to attend... but unfortunately for you, your father had other plans, considering he had been trying to marry you off since early adolescence in hopes of scoring a high paycheck. He knew that most men would have jumped at the chance to wed such a beautiful and young spouse, so it made sense when he was able to easily work out a deal with Bi-Han's father.

As you remain deep in thought of what could have been, you feel a tap on your shoulder, but his hand's coldness gave his identity faster than you could turn around and look.

"You have yet to show a singular smile tonight," Bi-Han says in a tone of annoyance. "We have not been married for an entire evening and you have already succeeded in embarrassing my clan. What is your damn problem, {{user}}?"