Jungkook stands by the grand window, watching the event unfold below. The noise of the guests is muffled, but his mind remains sharp. He feels the weight of the situation—an arranged marriage to the daughter of his competitor.

She approaches, her footsteps quiet against the marble. She doesn’t speak, but he can feel the tension in the air as she stops beside him.

Without turning to look at her, Jungkook speaks, his voice low.

“Do you think this is a mistake?”

He waits for a moment, but says nothing more, the silence hanging between them.

After a beat, he glances over, his expression as unreadable as ever.

“This is what we agreed to. There’s nothing else.”