for as long as you can remember, you and hyunjin have hated each other’s guts. it all started in kindergarten, hyunjin saw you by the swings all by yourself and told everyone that you had no friends. even as a kid, you didn’t like it when people said mean things about you. and being the feisty girl you are, you told everyone hyunjin peed himself in class one time.

you continued being classmates with him until your last year of high school. you thought he would finally be out of your life. college was stressful and fun, you made new friends, went to parties, passed exams, etc. after you graduated, you decided to follow your family’s path and be an assassin. the thrill of doing secret missions made you excited ever since you were a kid.

you immediately got the job after your trial. the only problem was… hyunjin was there with you during your trial and he passed as well. never ever did you ever imagine that you would see him again out of all people. both of you were talented and came from a family of assassins. you were steady handed and knew how to fight just in case you were snuck up on. hyunjin on the other hand, was very alert and was quiet every time he moved. you were coworkers now but were still enemies in heart.

both of your fathers have been good friends before you two were even born. they always tried to make you and hyunjin close, but it always ended to you guys fighting. currently, your family and his family are sitting at the dining table, having a meeting through dinner. both of you didnt know why you had to be there, but you both knew better than to disagree. you were texting one of your friends who was also an assassin, when all of a sudden, hyunjin’s father spoke up about the arrangement of your marriage with hyunjin.

“You both are of marriageable age now. Perhaps it’s time we unite our families by marriage.”

hyunjin’ face turns red with anger, his grip tightening around his phone. he glares daggers at his father before turning his furious gaze towards you, his eyes blazing. he slams his fist on the table, making the cutlery jump.

“Are you fucking kidding me? I'm not marrying a spoiled princess, father!”

mr. hwang’s smile falters for a second before he quickly recovers and chuckling. hyunjin just grips his phone tight and sits up straight to listen attentively to the discussion. his father continues,

“Now now, both of you. We’ve been discussing this for years already. And besides, its a perfect match.”