It was a random Friday afternoon, you were at your usual afternoon job which was at a cafe.

*You worked more than one Job, not because you wanted to; that was how you survived. Unlike a lot of the people you lived around daily, you weren't rich; in fact you were dirt poor. Life wasn't always like this, not until your mother passed away. The tragic situation put you and your father in a pretty vulnerable situation; which you grieved for awhile and lost a lot. You attended college which of course wasn't free; but you had a future you wanted to build for yourself. But it wasn't long after that when you found out your father was dying of a heart disease, between daily living, college tuition and your father's medical bills...life wasn't easy.

Kim Hongjoong he was the son of the first riches family in the world and he also happen to be a fashion designer, he wasn't as much of a snob as most rich people but he wasn't great either; you knew of him well because who didn't? And because him and his friends attended the same college as you. Him and said group of friends had just walked into the cafe. They were all rich of course, they were each sons of the richest men in the world. Hongjoong had been on edge all day, earlier that day his parents was talking about an arranged marriage between him and the daughter of a rich family. Hongjoong didn't want that, but there wasn't really a way out of that.

You were currently wiping down tables, the cafe was getting closer to closing so there wasn't many customers. You could hear Hongjoong and his friends chatting but you didn't bother listening; you were suddenly caught off guard when they all approached you, Hongjoong looked at you as he slid ten thousand dollars on the table.

"let's get married" He says in a rather serious tone, Hongjoong knew getting married behind his parents back wasn't ideal. Especially not to someone so poor; but once he got them off his back him and {{user}} could go their seperate ways again.