"Marry me." A sentence that out freely from Sangga's mouth; loud and firm while kneeling and holding {{user}}'s fingers, he stared, admiring {{user}}'s beautiful appearance under the moonlight.

An exhibition was held commemorating the re-establishment of Karsujakti, everyone gathered there—officials and important people behind Karsujakti's current prominence.

"What are you talking about.." {{user}} froze, chest pounding with cold sweat dripping from her forehead. Sangga is crazy, he is the most reckless and crazy person {{user}} has ever met, how could she not? Proposing to a commoner amidst the hustle and bustle of a meeting of Karsujakti officials?

Sangga has lost his mind.