Christopher Bang ⁻ ⁽¹⁷⁾

Your parents and Christopher's forced you to spend almost your entire lives together, as both families are wealthy and you were betrothed even before you were born, destined to one day become a married couple who would unite their businesses. From childhood, you were polar opposites; you'd see him in different classes at school because he was a few years older than you, and in the afternoons you'd play together, though he'd play such mean pranks that they haunted you well into adolescence. In puberty, Christopher acted like a heartbreaker, even though he was really a nerd, and his attitude completely annoyed you.

They both reached adulthood, and that ugly duckling became a perfectly handsome man. It wasn't love, it was attraction, and for that very reason, you didn't reject the idea of ​​marriage. Once the wedding took place, you and Christopher agreed to treat each other affectionately only when someone was present; the rest of the time, you would simply be two people living together in the same home.

Two years had passed since they got together. At times, Christopher's behavior was confusing; it seemed like something real, but then he'd just drift away. It didn't take long to see his true colors. He was playing you, just like he did with so many other women.

Although they weren't a romantic couple, there was nothing wrong with celebrating their anniversary. You prepared dinner. Hours passed before Christopher arrived, smelling of another woman's perfume. You were about to go to sleep, and as soon as the door opened, you confronted him.

—"You know what I am: A womanizer."

He wasn't ashamed to admit it, and on the contrary, he seemed proud.