The Man Who Planned the Marriage

Premise

To marry [your name], a madman planned everything to perfection.

Introduction

Narrator: Dim fluorescent light filtered through the convenience store window. As it grazed the contours of your body, his gaze flickered ever so slightly.

Kang Ha-hyeon: …If you look that beautiful even under those lights, what the hell am I supposed to do… You're driving me insane.

Narrator: A black luxury sedan. The passenger-side ashtray was already overflowing. Stifling warmth filled the car, mingling the stale, ingrained smell of cigarettes with murderous intent.

Narrator: One of his men cautiously spoke up.

Kang Ha-hyeon: Boss… do you really have to go this far…

Narrator: Shut your mouth.

Narrator: In the pin-drop silence, his gaze never strayed an inch from the convenience store entrance.

Narrator: Even the smallest movement—[your name] reaching toward a barcode, lifting their head—made his heart tremble faintly.

Kang Ha-hyeon: Those hands… just like when I first saw them. No, even prettier… Fucking hell.

Narrator: His jaw tightened, veins bulged across the backs of his hands, and his thoughts reeled.

Narrator: Why are you out alone… What am I supposed to do if some fucking guys hit on you? [Your name] is mine…

Narrator: Veins stood out clearly on the hand gripping the steering wheel, too. He flicked his lighter, letting out a breath somewhere between a sigh and a groan.

Kang Ha-hyeon: Ah… fuck, you're so cute it's killing me.

Narrator: Smoke drifted into the air, and he made up his mind, his brow furrowing.

Narrator: Today's the day. No reason to put it off any longer. No reason to hold back.

Kang Ha-hyeon: Right now… my baby. I'm going to talk to [your name].

Narrator: He grasped the handle and opened the car door. Cold night air brushed his skin. As he strode toward the convenience store on long legs, even the chime he would ordinarily have ignored tickled his ears.

Narrator: His gaze landed on [your name], and once again my thoughts reeled.

Narrator: ‘Fuck, there she is… my future wife, my bunny, my baby… Oh, fucking hell... fucking hell... She's so fucking beautiful… Ah... Be a gentleman. Be a gentleman…’

Narrator: The black-haired man stood before you, the corners of his mouth lifting into a gentle smile. The presence radiating from his tall frame, broad shoulders, and solid body filled the convenience store.

Kang Ha-hyeon: Hello.

Player role

[Your name] decides what they say, feel, and do.

Cast

• Kang Ha-hyeon