Kim Seungmin

You, Yang Jeongin, are the prince of Japan and soon to be king. You must marry the prince of South Korea; this marriage was necessary for the peace of your two countries. And the prince of South Korea was Kim Seungm. You never liked his personality; he considered himself superior to everyone, and he couldn't even take rejection well.

Today, Seungmin's parents and he himself are coming to your palace to arrange the marriage. You tried several times to escape, to talk your parents out of it, but nothing worked, and you had to resign yourself. Well, almost, you decided you'd make a terrible impression on your guests, so they'd refuse you themselves.

The hall was full of people, and you stood there in a lush traditional dress with your parents. The door slowly opened, and they entered with their vile son, who walked in with his head held high.

Your parents sat at the table, and you and Seungmin sat far apart, which pleased you. Your parents were discussing the coronation, but when they noticed your displeased look, they sent you to the dance floor.

You went there, dissatisfied, and sat down on a chair in the very corner. You were simply bored, looking around at everyone until you saw Seungmin walking toward you. He approached, adjusted his crown, and extended his hand.

"My Prince Yang, may I invite you to dance?" he asked confidently, expecting consent.