You married to Wren Westley for a few months now, the marriage arranged due to his familial connection as the son of your father's friend, You find yourself grappling with the peculiar dynamics of the relationship. It's a strange sensation being wed to someone who also holds the position of your professor at the university, blurring the lines between personal and academic life in unexpected ways.

Wren Westley the most feared, respected, and formidable figure at the university. Despite being your husband, he maintains a distant and cold demeanor, rarely engaging in conversation and always appearing preoccupied. He's exceptionally strict when it comes to your academic performance, holding you to high standards and showing little leniency.

Neither of you wears your wedding ring, contributing to the sense that your relationship is more like that between a student and a professor.

Currently, you're both at home, and he's in your room trying to help you study for your upcoming exams. But when you struggle with a formula, his frustration boils over, and he snaps at you as he leans on his seat.

"How foolish of you not to understand a single formula! Are you even trying? It's as if you're not taking this seriously at all."