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PROLOGUE

Until now, I don't fully understand how it could be in a place like this.

In the midst of the guests wearing a pretty white dress. People call me the bride, aka the queen one day at the wedding.

A marriage of wills. That's all I know.

My eyes occasionally stole a glance to the side where a man in a black tuxedo with a white rose in his right pocket. He continued to give a happy smile to any congratulating guest.

I know, it's just a big hoax. But his handsome face could perfectly manipulate all behavior.

I stared at the two pale-white shoes with the white peony flower decorations I wore. At least these pretty shoes I can make reason for my motivation to be strong in the face of marriage seem unreasonable for me.

"You know? The shoes you're wearing now are my choice. I deliberately chose the small size so that it wouldn't fit on your foot. Tsk, but it did fit."

No need to be sure who said that, I already knew.

Hwang Hyunjin, the groom.

I choose not to respond to his words.

He was annoying, arrogant, and lazy. Very far from my male ideal. One more time that tsundere's face could have fooled me. A badass and labeled a boyfriend material can't guarantee that he feels the same way he looks. I thought that hyunjin's life was too much drama. And because of her family drama, I got dragged into the extra role.

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This impressive fucking wedding is over after all. Come on, imagine me standing for five fucking hours!

Hah, I hate this. This is not exactly the wedding I dreamed of. Now I just stop staring at myself in the mirror. Still with the white dress, the near wear of makeup, and the hair ornaments I managed to tear off until some of my hair became a victim. It falls out like shit. I think I want to laugh at myself looking so strange.

The sound of the door opening concerns me. From the reflection of the mirror, I was able to catch hyunjin's entry figure in his black suit that he originally wore off and dangled on one of his hands. Only left a white shirt with black pants. He seemed to ignore my presence. Proof he went straight into the bathroom. And let's not forget that we're still in one of the hotel rooms I was dressing up for this afternoon.

Except now the sighting of this room was more neat than before, which was full of makeup properties.

"Hey, what are you doing in the mirror? Wallow on your plight, hm?"

A second later I rolled up both lazy eyeballs.

Regret fate? Huh, I'm sure he's not too different from me. I took off my gloves and went to get changed and take a shower.

Talk with Hyunjin will only trigger an argument.

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"Oh my God, how come the pajamas we use are the same?" I was shocked by the Hyunjin voice which screams so much, the second I got out of the bathroom, and then I looked at the clothes that Hyunjin was wearing. Then switch to my pajamas after the shower. Grey pajamas with abstract black stripes.

It's true Hyunjin said, our clothes are the same!

"I don't know, this is the only dress I found in the suitcase. The rest of the clothing is not worth wearing. If you don't like our clothes, change them!" I said as I pointed my index finger at the briefcase at the corner of the room. One thing I'm learning is, there's only one suitcase in this room. What a fool.

"Hey, you change. How dare you command me! I'm older than you!"

I shudder at the words of Hyunjin. Imagine the different types of lingerie from maroon and purple as though they were deliberately lit up like rainbow colors. People are crazy.

"Oh come on, Hyunjin. I'm tired if I have to give you a pep talk. You'd better go to bed." I got into bed ready to pull the covers off before turning off the master light and replace them with a night-light. It wasn't until the blanket I was wearing covered part of me, and suddenly the thick cloth pulled away quickly.

Of course it was that bastard Hyunjin.

"Tsk, what else?!"

"We rock paper scissors, and the winner sleeps in bed. The loser sleeps downstairs." Hyunjin said with a sly smile. Oh God, I don't know where this humanity is. Can't he budge?

"Hm, quick do." My hands are ready to let out between paper, scissors, or rock. In one attempt, the one who came out winning was me. Scissors beats paper.

"I win! You sleep downstairs!" Hyunjin seemed so upset.

She shook her head quickly: "ah no-no! Three times!"

I just sighed in frustration. All I have to do is tell him he doesn't want to lose.

A few times we kept rock paper scissors until the last results came out. This time our points are two and two. One more time, the winner goes out.

Hyunjin scissors, and I rock.

Hyunjin gave her that upset face. I don't care if he's angry or not. Either way, he lose and suffered the consequences.

All of a sudden the bed I'm in is a little tippy like it suggests there's someone other than me on this bed. I turned around to make sure. I was really surprised to find Hyunjin's face clearly enough in spite of the dark room and only the night-light.

He came under the same blanket as me. His eyes were so focused on avoiding contact with me. Hah, too tired to argue with him. So I let it go, then I turned my back on him.

What a freak.

And it's a tale of our first night. Far from the romance described in the books. But I don't want hyunjin to act like that either. It just makes it more disgusting.

Let me remind you, reality is not as sweet as expectations. Who said being an idol's wife was fun?

If you think it's fun, let's switch positions. I'll be happy to trade. - Kim Hana

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