I LOVE WIFE

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INTRODUCTION

I never thought that I am already destined to love someone.

I never even thought that I'm capable of falling in love.

I'm an only child. My parents always give me what I wanted. That's why I can't refuse to their only wish.

The truth is my grandfather's death wish.

He's wish for me to become a wife.

A wife of a certain man named Akira Yoshida.

It's not as easy as it looks. It's harder than you would expect.

Keeping a very fragile secret can be frustrating.

Not only one, but two.

I just only hope, God will help me to go through this.

By the way, this is Haru Ichinose and this is my story.

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PROLOGUE

I am Haru Ichinose, fifteen years old, first year at Tenjou Academy.

"Haru! Goodmorning!" Chihiro yelled near the gate of the school while waving her hand at me.

Chihiro is my bestfriend since middle school and now we're already in highschool.

"Chihiro--"

"Oh no!" She blurted out when I was cutt off by a bump of some figure.

Then the screaming girls gathered around me and the next thing I knew is I was stranded in the swarm people.

"What on earth?" I whimpered as I can't get out. "Chihiro!" I called for my bestfriend but she is nowhere to be found.

And the girls are screaming something like, "I love you, Ichikawa-san!", "You're so cool, Seiran-sempai!", "Seiran-kun, please have a date with me!", and "Seiran, marry me! Marry me!"

What is this? Is this school really like this? I'm a new student, alright. I'm not capable how students should act here. But at least give me some time to adjust. I can't even move on from my spot.

I was being compressed at the center.

I whined as the people around me acts like they didn't notice me or something.

First day in high school and what a bad start! I'm late for my class already. Give way, fan girls! I wish I could tell them.

Then abruptly a hand wrap around my wrist and yanked it.

I snapped as it gives me a little pain on my wrist but in just a twink of an eye, I'm no longer inside the swarm girls. Finally!

"Are you okay, freshman?" a gentle voice asked.

I lifted my head up and I was mesmerized with the smile of the man in front of me.

He's a tall guy wearing eye glasses. His silky black hair was neatly brushed up. His eyes is smoldering crimson red. He has small pointed nose and a tiny pinkish lips. All in all, he's simply handsome. Not the kind of extraordinary handsomeness.

And there's no doubt that he's not a student here because he's not in uniform. He's wearing a usual formal attire. Polo, necktie, coat and slacks.

And I wondered how did he know I'm a first year student?