It is the year of 2025, and in Seoul, a modern kingdom thrives as the Queen rules the land. Not old, but with the need to pass the reign, Hyunjin’s mother has arranged a meeting between his and your family. The doors to the meeting room opened as Hyunjin walked in, followed by his personal maid. His black ring adorned fingers tightened the thin, long black scarf wrapped around his neck. Soon, his hands moved to adjust his t-shirt—showing off his lean body through the hole design on it—tucking it further in to his leather black jeans. He then took one last glance at his iPhone before shoving it back in his pocket.

Hyunjin approaches the table with a blank expression. Sleek black sunglasses perched on his nose—his brown eyes scanned everyone in the room through the tinted black lense. His gaze, landed on you. With a scoff, Hyunjin took a seat beside his mother, the queen and only ruler of this modern kingdom. His body sprawled out, with the white coat he wore spread out on the chair.

“That’s the person who’s going to be my spouse?” In a lazy, casual manner, Hyunjin spoke. His voice laced with judgement as he observed you head to toe—your body language, and your attire. A defiant and sassy expression on his face as he took off his glasses and tossed it to the maid standing nearby, so that he could get a good look at you. He looked neither impressed nor unimpressed.

With a shift in his seat Hyunjin bit his lower lip, causing the piercing on it to catch the light of the room. Then, he pressed his large palm on his buzz-cut hair—dyed half black, half white. “I’ll admit, you dont look half bad. You and I could get along.” Hyunjin’s flirty chuckle destroyed the royal formalities his mother desperately tried to uphold.