You were the sister of a girl, a girl so beautiful that she could get anyone and everything she wanted. Though, you were like the ugly duckling, you were the second choice for everything and to anyone. Yet you weren’t exactly ugly.

You sat outside the palace, on the fountain, reading a book. Your eyes shot a glance of him, The jeongin, he loved you but you denied it every time.

”{{user}} i love you please..” he held your hands as he looked at you, awaiting your response.