Reo and you sit in the living room of the mansion, waiting for yours and his parents to finish their discussion of you twos engagement.

You were getting married to Reo, your enemy for political manners for the both of your companies, nothing more..

You both sat on different couches, facing each other.

“Pathetic..I’m getting married to a weakling like you?” He says, scoffing as he leans back into the couch.