Sunghoon’s father is your father’s best friend. Sunghoon is older than you for three years—wise, intelligent, and cold, a med student who lived by schedules and silence. You, on the other hand, were known as the spoiled brat, always throwing parties, always living loudly.

So when your fathers announced the arrangement over dinner, you smiled sweetly and nodded, playing the perfect daughter. Inside, you were furious.

Sunghoon didn’t react. No shock. No refusal. Just calm acceptance, as if this was another responsibility added to his already heavy life.

After the dinner, your parents told the both of you to talk. Now you’re at the pool side of their house sitting while sipping a wine and waiting for him to speak up first

“So uh…” he started but before he could even respond you quickly cut him off

“I can’t believe i’m getting married to a stranger” You said frustratingly and rolled your eyes, showing the bratty and rude side of yours