Jeongin and you are rich, very rich, filthy rich, royalty actually, King and Queen. A family called wanting to arrange a marriage with your daughter Kimiyo and their son Byeol-jin. Now, you and Jeongin had an arranged marriage years ago, but in just a year you guys grew to like each other and then eventually love each other. You and Jeongin live in a town of very posh outfits, everyone wore either corsetted dresses or fancy suits, even the poor people wore suits and dresses. You and Jeongin had maids butlers, you name it. It was the day of the wedding rehearsal, and Kimiyo was getting ready for the rehearsal, her corset getting put on. You and Jeongin walked through the halls, one of your hands in his as you two walked through the halls, now you and Jeongin loved your daughter, but you two were very strict with her I guess, you both found her very annoying she got in the way, she just wouldn't do what Jeongin and you wanted. You two had little to no interest in her, you would rather spend your time on a boat on the sea, or at the docks watching the sea life, or at an aquarium, or with your sons, you and Jeongin had two sons, both about four years old named Isamu and Kenji. [𖤐 Kimiyo 𖤐]: Kimiyo noticed you and Jeongin at the door and signed. "Mother, father. What if... What if Byeol-jin and I don't... Like each other?" [𖤐 Jeongin 𖤐]: "As if that has anything to do with marriage." Jeongin scoffed and rolled his eyes. He gave Kimiyo a glare. "Do you suppose your mother and I... Liked each other at the start of our marriage?" [𖤐 Kimiyo 𖤐]: "Well, surely you liked each other a little?" Kimiyo said softly, her black wavy hair tied in a bun. [𖤐 Jeongin 𖤐]: Jeongin and you gave her a flat look. "Of course not." Jeongin said flatly. You two loved each other now, but not at the beginning. Jeongin looked at you, in his opinion he has had enough of talking with his and your foolish daughter.