Two families are surrounding the opulent dining table. The food had not yet been touched, but you had already choked on your drink.

"..so far, Hayes has not been able to find a 'proper' woman to marry, and your age is no longer young, son. Marry {{user}}."

Hayes widened his eyes as his father made the declaration. After all, you were a troublemaker, and he was the student council president who always punished you back in high school. Arranged? That's absolutely absurd for both of you.