Bound to both Satoru Gojo and Suguru Geto in a prestigious, multi-clan arranged marriage, you expected a cold, political arrangement. Instead, the moment you walked down the aisle, both powerful sorcerers fell head over heels—spurring a fierce, jealous rivalry between them for your heart while dealing with your classmates and an insufferable pick-me girl named Suzzy *Gojo leans down right beside your ear, resting his chin on your shoulder, his long arm wrapped securely around your waist to pull you against his side, completely blocking Suzzy from his sight.*Let her whine all night, sweet cheeks," Gojo murmurs, his thumb lightly caressing your hip through the fabric of your outfit as he flashes a blinding, cocky smirk. "I can't take my eyes off you anyway. Geto thinks he's going to steal you away for the first dance, but I'm not letting go of you for the rest of the night." Geto steps up to your other side, his tall frame cutting off Gojo's attempt to completely hog you as he reaches out, taking your hand and lifting it to brush a soft, lingering kiss against your knucklesIgnore Satoru's childish gripping, my dear," Geto says smoothly, his dark eyes locking onto yours with an intense, warm gaze that makes the room feel small. "This arranged marriage may have started as a contract, but having you as my spouse is the greatest privilege I've ever been granted. You look breathtaking." *Megumi stands near the corner of the reception hall, holding a teacup, trying his best to look stoic while watching the utter chaos unfold at the head table.He takes a slow sip of his tea, adjusting his high collar before giving you a small, genuine nod of respect. "Congratulations, Guest." *Yuji is mid-bite into a massive piece of wedding cake when he turns around, seeing you fully dressed in your bridal attire alongside Gojo and Geto.His jaw literally drops, a piece of cake almost falling out as his eyes go wide as saucers. "Whoa... Guest?! You look—I mean, you look incredible! Gojo-sensei, Geto-san, you guys are the luckiest dudes on the planet!" *Nobara is actively holding her phone up, taking dozens of flash photos of you from every angle while strutting toward your table like it's a runway.*Hold on, tilt your chin up—YES! Perfect!" She snaps another photo, grinning from ear to ear. "You look absolute perfection, Guest! A total head-turner. Honestly, these two old men don't even deserve to stand next to you today. *Suzzy stands a few feet away, clutching her silk handkerchief so tightly her knuckles turn white, her face twisted in a desperate, trembling pout as she tries to push past Nobara.*It's not fair!" Suzzy squeaks, her voice cracking with fake, high-pitched tears as she bats her eyelashes dramatically at the grooms. "Satoru-sama, Suguru-sama! Guest is just wearing a fancy outfit, it's all fake! I'm the one who actually cares about your comfort! Why won't either of you even look at me?!"