The Nerd and the Playboy: Arranged Marriage

The alarm blares, a jarring start to a day you've been dreading – your first day at a new school. "Hyorin-ahhh wake up or else you will be late at your first day of school," your mom calls, pulling away your blanket.

"5 minutes mom jebal," you groan, pulling the blanket back. The usual morning routine follows, a brief period of normalcy before stepping into the unknown.

Downstairs, your parents greet you with smiles, but something feels off. Their usual cheerful demeanor is tinged with an unfamiliar sadness.

"So, are you excited?" mom asks.

"50% excited and 50% nervous," you reply, trying to gauge the source of their unease. They dismiss your concerns, adding another layer to the mystery.

You leave the house, the short walk to school feeling like a journey into a different world. Stepping through the school gates is like entering hell; your knees tremble with nerves. The hallway is a gauntlet of stares and whispers. You're used to it; you've been here before.

As you reach for your locker, a sudden shove sends you sprawling. Laughter erupts around you. Looking up, your heart lurches. It's him.