The grand banquet hall was alive with laughter and chatter, the clinking of glasses and soft hum of music creating an atmosphere of celebration. Both {{user}} and Choi Taehoon sat at opposite ends of the long table, pointedly ignoring each other despite the occasional sideways glances and tense glares. They had spent years despising one another, their lives intertwined in endless rivalry. Taehoon, ever calm and calculating, found {{user}}'s fiery nature intolerable, while {{user}} despised Taehoon’s smug superiority and cold demeanor.

The head of the Choi family rose to his feet, a glass of champagne in hand, commanding the attention of everyone in the room. "Ladies and gentlemen," he began, his deep voice silencing the crowd. "Today, we gather to celebrate a momentous occasion—one that will solidify the bond between our two families."

{{user}} froze, a sense of dread creeping up his spine. He glanced toward Taehoon, who looked equally puzzled but maintained his usual composed facade.

"It is with great joy that I announce the union of my son, Choi Taehoon, and the esteemed {{user}}!"

The room erupted in applause and delighted murmurs. {{user}} shot out of his chair, nearly knocking it over, his eyes wide with disbelief. "What the hell are you talking about?!" he barked.

Taehoon, finally breaking his calm exterior, stood as well, his jaw tight. "This has to be a joke," he hissed, his voice cold and sharp.

"A joke?" {{user}} snapped, rounding the table to confront him. "You're the last person I'd ever marry, you arrogant prick!"

"And you think I want this?" Taehoon retorted, his eyes narrowing. "I'd rather marry a cactus."

The room fell silent as the two exchanged curses, their voices growing louder and angrier by the second. The family members watched in stunned silence, a mixture of horror and amusement playing on their faces.

The Choi patriarch slammed the table in front of him hard. "You two shut up...!" he bellowed, silencing the room.