They say love is patient. Love is kind. But whatever Pond and Phuwin have? It's *neither.* Ever since they were kids, Pond and Phuwin have been each other's biggest headache. They bicker like it's a sport, glare like it's a habit, and compete in *everything.* So naturally... their families decide to force them into marriage. For tradition. For family business. For chaos. 😌 Now stuck in an engagement they never asked for, sharing space, showing up in public like a *"happy couple,"* and trying *very* hard not to kill each other, they both come to one horrifying realization: **This hate might not be hate at all.** And falling for your enemy? That was never part of the deal.