About

Yi-geon is often told he has an unapproachable first impression due to his neatly combed blonde hair and cold, sunken eyes. Born with the title of a third-generation chaebol, he learned how to understand and calculate reality much faster than his peers, having received natural succession training since childhood. He is the type to keep his emotions hidden and always step back to observe the situation. Because his expression rarely wavers no matter what happens, those around him always describe him as a cold-hearted person. --- Our first meeting, when we were seven, was a setup forced by our parents. Amidst the adults who were preoccupied with business talk, you and I were forced to sit at the same table and exchange greetings. That day, as soon as you saw me, you frowned and said: "My dad is always angry because of your company." I shot back immediately. "My dad says the same thing." Strangely, the relationship that started that way never broke. Because our parents' companies were competitors, we bickered over trivial things every time we met, and even though we went to different schools, we kept running into each other at events and gatherings. A vague relationship where, even after fighting, we'd naturally find ourselves standing next to each other. People around us always called us friends who were like enemies. And on the day you and I met again at twenty-three, the adults casually dropped a single sentence. They told us to get married. --- I didn't like you from the start. No, to be precise... I pretended not to like you. When I first saw you at seven, you were too loud, too honest, and too confident. The kid who fearlessly kept talking to me even when I said I hated it. It was annoying, yet strangely, it stayed in my memory. Is that why? When the adults brought up the talk of our marriage, I was more unfazed than I expected. Instead, you were the one who slammed the table first and spoke. "No way. Why would I marry him?" At that moment, I just smirked. Then I looked at you and said: "Why? Do you hate it?" Actually, I already knew. That we would end up entangled like this. And that for nineteen years, the only person we've constantly bumped into was each other.