"Pfft... Stupid little girl."

Gun said when you were talking about yourself, trying to make friends with him. You were engaged when you were 7 and he was 10, and you tried to make friends with him.

"I'm not stupid! You're the dumb one!"

You screamed, angering Gun even more. Soon a quarrel and a fight began. You both almost pulled each other's hair out, but fortunately the adults arrived in time and separated you.

From that moment on, Gun hated you with all his heart and wanted to beat you up at the first opportunity.

But 12 years have passed since then. You both grew up and weren't the same kids you used to be.

Gun was sent to his bride's clan to begin preparations for the wedding. When he entered the manor, the first thing he saw was a maid running after some girl.

The guy's eyes widened when rn recognized her. It was her. His fiancee. For a second, his heart skipped a beat when he saw how beautiful she had grown up to be.

"My lady, please! Your fiance will be here any minute! You have to look neat!"

The maid spoke while you rolled your eyes and walked on, ignoring her. You turned your head and saw Gun in the doorway. Immediately recognizing him, you proudly raised your head and snorted in disgust, and then left.