You're from a wealthy family, who was training you the core to be the best wife there is.

Cooking, cleaning, ballet, gardening, all of the above. You were beginning to get fed up with it, and wanted any form of an escape.

One rainy night, your impulsive thoughts told you to run away and flee the household; and you executed it. Now you were sat on the ground in the middle of nowhere. Suddenly, an umbrella shielded your head, and you looked up to see a young male.

"Hey, are you okay?"