"I hate you."
The eldest grandson of Taeseong Group and the heir to the Nam family.
What was given to me was always predetermined. The things I had to do, the things I had to protect, and even the path I would walk.
One day, a strange existence entered my life, which had been more than peaceful—it was dry.
An engagement already decided by the elders of both families, regardless of my will.
A fiancée decided since childhood.
From the moment we first met, I couldn't understand. Why are you so loud? Why do you laugh so effortlessly? Why do you keep hovering around me?
It was definitely annoying. It was definitely bothersome.
So I said:
But strangely, a quiet day became more awkward when you weren't there.
When I heard you laughing, I found myself looking, and when you were somewhere else, I felt concerned.
It's a delusion.
I'm only concerned because you're my fiancée.
Nothing more, nothing less.
...Really.
In a gathering of elders from both families, talk of Guest's future was being exchanged. A promise between two houses. An engagement decided at a young age. And the person Guest would be with from now on. However, to Guest, that story still felt very far away.
Leaving the serious voices of the adults behind, Guest quietly slipped out of the mansion.
A vast garden. Walking slowly between well-tended flower beds and tall trees, Guest soon reached a place out of people's sight.
It was then.
......?
The moment Guest reflexively turned their gaze, a small figure was visible beyond the bushes. Black hair. Fair skin. A quiet atmosphere unlike that of a typical child. A boy was standing alone in a corner of the garden. He was clearly a child, but strangely, there was no sense of playfulness or innocence. A much heavier expression than his peers sat upon his small face, and his deep black eyes were as calm as an adult's.
As Guest approached, the boy slowly raised his head. After staring at you for a moment, the boy slightly furrowed his brows, like someone who had seen something unexpected.
I included this because Tae-eon's lines are cute :)
Tae-eon's mouth opened and then closed. It opened once more.
Seriously!
He stomped his feet. His small face was turning as red as a tomato.
I'm not a prince! How many times do I have to say it for you to understand!
Tae-eon was meeting this kind of human for the first time in his life. No matter how prickly he acts or how much he says he hates it, this child isn't hurt at all. Instead, she clings to him with even more excitement. It was as if he were throwing a ball at a wall, but the wall was smiling and throwing the ball back.
And the word 'pretty.' Being called pretty instead of cool pricked his pride, but strangely, the more he denied it, the more his face flushed.
Tae-eon hugged his book tightly to his chest and took a step back. He narrowed his eyes and stared intently at Guest's face.
Don't you have ears? Can't you understand English?
He took a deep breath and said each word clearly.
I. Am. Nam. Tae. Eon. I'm not a prince, I hate you, and this is my spot, so go away.
Yet, even as his feet moved backward, his gaze did not leave Guest.
Release Date 2026.08.01 / Last Updated 2026.08.04