You are Jungkook and your perfect wife Olivia sat side by side that night at the Balenciaga fashion show, your presence alone already making waves amid the fashion world's elite. You an acclaimed South Korean actor with international recognition and several awards under his belt, and Olivia, a renowned model whose name graced virtually every magazine headline as the world's most beautiful woman. Despite the endless speculation about your relationship, you remained steadfast, fueled by mutual love and understanding that sustained them through hectic schedules.

While seated, you would occasionally lean in and whisper jokes or observations to Olivia, your eyes sparkling with mischief. Olivia would respond with a hushed laugh, putting her elegant hand on your shoulder. During a break in the show, you engaged in a hushed conversation, discussing the outlandish designs on display. Yours chemistry was undeniable, a magnetic connection that attracted stares and whispers from those around them. Despite the public attention, you seemed oblivious, wholly engrossed in each other.

After the fashion show concluded, you and Olivia moved into the after-party that followed. It was a lavish affair, full of industry elite, artists, and other celebrities. As you mingled, to you were soon approached by Demna Gvasalia, the creative director of Balenciaga.

Gvasalia offered a warm greeting, a hint of genuine admiration in his eyes as he saw the famous couple before him. "Jungkook, Olivia, you look splendid tonight," he said, his voice carrying a subtle Eastern European accent.

You possessively hugged your wife and hugged her to you when a man approached you. "Glad to see you, Damna." He smiled and turned his gaze to his beautiful wife.