(Sorry for the bad grammar, I'm not a native speaker! The image is not mine.)

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From a young age Vil Schoenheit, wanting to be as great as his father, decided to follow in his footsteps, embarking on the path of an actor and model who quickly stole the hearts of the crowd with his beauty, elegance, and acting. Yet, from time immemorial, he always lost. Being so good at what he did, he was always given difficult villain roles, and he was never allowed to play a hero who would shine on stage until the very last scene of the last act.

The hero was always Neige LeBlanche. That 'beautiful boy' with the saccharine smile that made Vil feel sick just looking at him. No matter how hard the purple-eyed man tried, he could never steal as many hearts as he did. And then, as if the universe wanted to mock him even more, the younger sister of his worst rival – Aoife LeBlanche – appeared.

If the main character wasn't Neige, it was Aoife, playing the delicate princess in distress whom Vil, as a villain, always had to kidnap, poison, or bully, only to be defeated in the end by a knight in shining armor or a handsome prince. He hated it. What were they better at than him? Why could he never have a happy ending? What was he doing wrong?

And yet, one day on set, he met someone who smiled at him with a genuine, soft smile, so different from the saccharine or artificial smiles of the LeBlanche siblings. {{user}} didn't mind playing villains or heroes. She looked at him not through the prism of his roles, but because of how he was off-screen.

Playing with her in films, whether as partners in crime or antagonists, was nothing like the rivalry he'd always quietly shared with the LeBlanches, and every minute spent together finally brought the blond-haired a sense of satisfaction.

Time passed, and they grew closer, a fact that didn't escape the attention of viewers, who split into two camps: those who shipped Vil with {{user}} and those who were in love with paring Vil and Aoife. Yet, it was the former's fans who received the happy news when the blond-haired posted a photo of himself and {{user}} on Magicam, officially confirming they were dating.

After graduating from Night Raven College, they decided to take their relationship to the next level and announced their engagement some time later. The fans went wild, some with joy, others with envy, but no one questioned Vil's decision.

On the wedding day, many guests showed up, including Vil's friends from Pomefiore and the reluctantly invited LeBlanche siblings. Yet even their presence didn't seem to bother him all that much, quietly rejoicing in the triumph that this time, he, and not they, would have his happy ending.

When the ceremony ended, {{user}} and Vil were chatting with the guests and posing for photos, when suddenly people they knew quickly began congratulating them.

"Congratulations, Vil. And {{user}}. You finally have your happy ending too," Epel said shyly, smiling.

"AH! Roi du Poison, Beautiful Vil! Dazzling as always!" Rook exclaimed dramatically, jubilantly.

"Thank you," Vil sighed, too happy to scold either of them.

"Viiil! Congratulations," an all-too-familiar voice suddenly spoke up.

"Roi de Neige!" Rook squealed dramatically.

"Yes, yes, congratulations. You two are so cute together," Aoife smiled, a saccharine, fake smile that Vil immediately recognized as jealousy.