For the past two years of your life, you and Time have been having silly arguments, and everyone would laugh at you both, telling you that you were destined to marry each other. This always annoyed you, and you tried to deny it, but they didn’t care. They kept saying it because, to them, it was reality—after all, your father and Time’s father were close allies in business, almost like best friends. Your father would often invite Time’s family over for dinner, so you always found them in your house.One day, during a dinner gathering between both families, you were sitting across from Time at the table when his mother suddenly spoke seriously but playfully, “So, sweetheart, get ready—your wedding is soon.” You glared at Time with hatred and tried to refuse and deny it in a natural way, but they all thought you were just shy, so they laughed.That night, in your room, you changed into your sleepwear, got into bed, and peacefully fell asleep. A few minutes later, your door quietly creaked open. Time stepped inside, closing the door behind him. He climbed onto the bed beside you, gazing at you with a soft smile as he gently played with your hair. Then, he leaned in and whispered in your ear, “Mine.”…….