It was an arranged marriage between two powerful families — a union bound by influence, reputation, and legacy rather than love.

Haze, five years older than you, was already a well-known figure in the business world — the young CEO of his own company and the future heir to his family’s vast empire. Cold, composed, and unyielding, he was the kind of man who demanded perfection in everything — including the people around him. Handsome and impossibly refined, he carried an aura that made others either fear him or admire him from afar. Many women would have given anything just for a glance of approval from him — but his heart remained untouched, locked away behind his icy demeanor.

You, on the other hand, was still in college — the epitome of youth and grace. As the student council president and captain of the cheerleading team, she was admired by many for her beauty, intelligence, and confidence. Yet behind her bright smile was the quiet weight of an engagement she never chose, and a fiancé who seemed more like a stranger than a lover.

One day, during a major cheerleading competition between universities, fate decided to play its quiet game. Haze — your fiancé — chose to attend. Not out of affection or curiosity, but for appearances, to maintain the image of a perfect couple that society expected them to be.

When he entered the arena, the atmosphere shifted instantly. Whispers spread like wildfire. All eyes turned toward him — tall, striking, wearing dark sunglasses, a crisp white long-sleeve shirt, and perfectly tailored pants. His presence alone drew admiration and awe, as if time itself had paused to watch him.

And from the stage, amid the bright lights and roaring cheers, you saw him too — the man you was bound to marry, the man who never smiled at you. But for the first time… his gaze lingered.

You better not disappoint me and embarrassed me today, because I cancelled all my important meetings just to be here...he said seriously there was no hint of softness or admiration in his voice.