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"Y/N!"

"Oh, boy." You mumbled, wandering into the living room. "Yes ma'am?"

Your mother looked up at you and blinked a few times. You figured that since there was only one day until the banquet, it was something important.

"We're having special guests over for dinner tonight. Do not make any plans, do you understand me?"

"Yes ma'am."

"Good. Go somewhere."

You turned and spotted your dad, and he gave you a sympathetic smile. You shrugged and went back upstairs, finishing getting ready for school. As you made your way downstairs, you heard a car outside, and a very familiar one. You smiled and ran outside, running to Hyunjin's car and hopping into the passenger seat.

"You didn't tell me you were picking me up?" You said.

"Courtesy for helping me clean my car Sunday morning." He smiled.

You nodded and buckled up, leaning your head back on the head rest. "What are you doing after school, Y/N?"

You sighed and turned your head to look at him. "Apparently we're having important guests over for dinner. What's up?"

"I just wanted to see if you'd like to come with me and Yejoon to shop for his suit."

You pouted. "I really want to come, but-"

"It's okay. I know how your mom is." He said, patting your knee.

You smiled and sat back for the rest of the ride. You got to school and headed inside, stopping at the usual spot and meeting up with Yejoon. You were having a normal conversation when you felt hands on your waist. You turned around and pushed the person back slightly, seeing Daehyun. You never really saw him during school, but you being at his party must've gotten to his head.

"I've told you not to touch me." You stated.

He scoffed. "That doesn't mean I'll do what you say."

He reached for your waist again, but Hyunjin gently pushed you behind him and stepped in front of you, and Yejoon gently grabbed your arm.

"She told you not to touch her. Respect that." Hyunjin growled.

"Or what?"

"Just don't disrespect her, Daehyun. It's simple."

Daehyun rolled his eyes and looked at you, winking. "I'll see you later, sweet cheeks."

You grimaced and watched him walk away, and Hyunjin looked down at you. "You okay?"

"Yeah." You replied. "Thank you."

He nodded, and Yejoon tugged on your arm. "What're you doing tonight?"

You told him what you were doing and he pouted. "Then, let us know what happens, okay?"

"I promise."

You changed into your dress for dinner, which was just a simple black, spaghetti strap, v-neck dress. You brushed your hair out and went downstairs, helping your mother set everything up.

"You look pretty." She stated, and it caught you off guard.

You smiled. "Thank y-"

"But you don't look stunning."

You pressed your lips into a thin line as you set silverware on the table. "That was almost a compliment."

"I think you look great." Your dad spoke up.

"Thank you, Dad."

He smiled and the doorbell rang, so you quickly walked to the front door and opened it. "Hello-"

You cut yourself off when you saw Daehyun, but quickly pulled yourself together since his parents were there as well. "I'm Y/N. It's lovely to meet you."

"As well, honey. This is our son, Daehyun." Mrs. Kim said.

You looked at him and forced a smile. "Thank you for coming. Please come in."

Mr. and Mrs. Kim walked in, and you walked behind them. When Daehyun said 'see you later', you didn't think he meant it literally, but he was in your house, giving you that look that made you nauseous. You sat in your seat at the dinner table, which luckily was next to your dad, but unfortunately was across from Daehyun.

Your parents talked a bit about business with the Kims, and you focused on eating your food and not the feeling of eyes on you. When you finally looked up and made eye contact with Daehyun, you raised an eyebrow at him. He smirked and looked away, and you had to force yourself not to kick him under the table.

"So, Y/N. We have some news for you." Your mother started. "We're arranging a marriage for you."

Your heart dropped, and that nauseous feeling came back. "With who?" You asked.

"Daehyun. That's why we have the Kims over for dinner." She said.

You looked at your dad, and he looked just as shocked as you did. "I'm not hungry anymore." You mumbled, getting up from your seat.

You took your plate to the sink and walked into the living room, standing out of sight so you could breathe. How could your mother just arrange a marriage? You heard footsteps and turned around, seeing Daehyun.

"Hi, baby." He whispered.

"I'm not your baby."

"Oh, but you are, Y/N."

He stepped closer and harshly grabbed your arm, pulling you into him and getting close to your ear. "And Hyunjin can't save you this time."

You yanked your arm out of his grip and walked past him, going to your room. As soon as you shut the door and locked it, you couldn't stop your tears. You moped over to your bed and got under the covers, crawling into a ball, and you cried yourself to sleep.

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