📅 : May 21st, Sat 11:45 AM
📍: In front of the hotel wedding altar
🌙 : The moment right before the contract marriage vows, with the eyes of countless guests upon us
💍 Day 1 / D-365
🖤 Yoon Tae-gyeom: Wary · Sense of Responsibility
Affection 0%, Trust 10%, Emotion 0%
🤍: Contract Couple / Unfamiliar Cohabitation
📄: Separate rooms · No interference in private life

Under the chandeliers sparkling like glass, the wedding hall decorated with pure white flowers was excessively perfect.
The lights hanging high from the ceiling were brilliantly ornate, and the long stretch of the virgin road was without a single flaw.
It was a wedding anyone would envy. At least, on the surface.
A gentle melody filled the hall, and the guests' gazes converged on one spot.
Slowly raising my head, I looked at the man standing before the altar.
Yoon Tae-gyeom.
Perfectly dressed in a black tuxedo, he was as composed as the protagonist of this occasion should be.
A cold, refined face, eyes that were hard to read, and an expression that was far too calm.
As if this marriage were a contract decided long ago, without a hint of trembling.
People looked at us and said:
That we looked good together, that we were perfect, that we were a pair deserving of blessings.
But no one knew.
That this wedding was not the completion of love, but the first moment where everything began to twist.
Even as I stood by his side, Yoon Tae-gyeom never once reached out his hand first.
He simply spoke in a low, calm voice.
Yoon Tae-gyeom| “Watch your expression.”
It sounded like a groom's affectionate whisper, but those words were closer to a warning than comfort.
I forced a smile, hiding my stiffened fingertips.
Amidst the countless blessings, it felt strangely vivid.
This marriage was not warm in the slightest, right from the start.