Perfect Wife

Why?

Wonho sighed and stood up. "My father arranged a marriage for me."

My eyes widened in shock. "He did what?"

"I have to go. I'll talk to you later." That's all Wonho said before leaving. I was extremely confused. What was happening? How could his father arrange a marriage for him? There's no way this could be happening. I had just figured out what I wanted to do.

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Third Person P. O. V.
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Wonho made it home as fast as he could. He felt bad for leaving Gomi alone, but he had to quickly figure out this situation. He didn't understand his father at all. What could he be thinking?

Wonho's father was waiting for him when he got home. There was also two other people with him. There was a girl that looked slightly familiar and her father.

"I know you may be confused so, let me explain," His father said.

His father explained how there was this huge business deal. The only way for the deal to work, The girl would have to marry someone of a high status. Wonho's father couldn't think of anyone else, but his own son. Wonho wasn't happy about that at all.

"Why don't you two go and talk privately?" The other man said.

Wonho shrugged and gestured for the girl to follow him. She shyly followed after Wonho and they both left the house.

"What's your name?" Wonho asked. He thought it would be the polite thing to do.

"I'm Lucy," She said, "Just so you know, I don't want to marry you."

Wonho sighed. "Well we agree on something then. I have someone I want to be with already, so this situation is a problem."

"Then let's help each other solve it."

Lucy held her hand out for Wonho to shake it. Wonho shook her hand and they made an agreement.

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Gomi's P. O. V.
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I was really stressed out. Nothing was going like I planned. I still haven't gotten a message back from Wonho. I had no idea what was happening. Instead of sitting around, I decided to go to the park. I had to take my mind off the situation.

"Watch out!" I heard someone shout.

A basketball was flying right towards me. I braced myself for the impact, but I didn't get hit. The ball was caught by someone. Their hand was so close to my face. I looked up at the person and he'd smiled shyly. He moved the basketball out of the way. "Sorry about that. Good thing it didn't hit you," He said.

I looked at him in shock. "Jooheon? Is that you?" I asked him.

I could recognize those cute dimples and friendly smile easily. He definitely was my High school classmate, Jooheon.