"Ohh! This is cute! Don't ya think Emily?" Emily's mom questioned for my arranged marriage meeting. Emily blew her bangs from the annoyance of choosing a formal attire for her fiance, Dujun. "Can't I just wear flip flops, shorts, and A T shirt?" Her mother glared at her, "Yah! You haven't seen Dujun for fifteen years! Let the past behind! He's probably changed and became more handsome" I rolled my eyes, "Yeah right, Dujun still hates my guts, for my birthday, he gave four hobos my cell phone number and sent me a plastic surgery coupon, for Christmas, he sent me twelve fruit cakes and seven pop up sites" I talked back. Mom's eyes widened and coughed, "Well.... At least he still thinks of you" My mom smiled. 

"Everything finding okay?" A worker asked, "Yes, could you please get my daughter fitted?" My mother asked and handed her the outfit I'd wear to see Dujun. "Aniyo mom, I hate wearing this stuff...." My mother pushed me in the dressing room, "You have to dress appropriate for your new spouse dear"

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(The dress ^.^)
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I came out of the dressing room and revealed the dress to my mom, "Ugh, I hate it....." I mumbled. "What are you talking about!? You look like a super star! Do you not see yourself!?" She asked and dragged me to a mirror. "I feel like a barbie...." I complained,
"Dujun will fall head over heels for you, trust me", "It's the last thing I ever want....." I said walking inside to change back to my normal clothes.

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Dujun's P.O.V

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"Why do you look all fancied up?" Yoseob asked as I was adjusting my tie,
"I hafta get ready for my marriage meeting with my parents..." Dujun mumbled.
"You just came back from America and you gotta go all the way to Seoul?"
Dujun chuckled and proceeded putting his tuie on, " doesn't it?"
"And why am I the last to hear about this marriage?" Yoseob questioned,
"I wanted to keep this a secret from the guys" I said putting on my vest.
"Why do you even hafta get married? You do realize it's the end of the road for you?"
"I know that, but my parents don't care and there's nothing I can do to change their mind"
Yoseob sighed, "Who's the girl?" He asked. "This girl I hated fifteen years ago"
"Wow, you're right. It does to be you" Yoseob rubbed in my face.

I rolled my eyes and grabbed my car keys. "Alright, I'm gonna go, if the guys ask, I went for a walk"
Yoseob nodded and patted my back, "Good luck"

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Emily's P.O.V

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I looked at myself in the mirror and gazed at my unnattractive body. I'm too flat and skinny..... My hair's too long, I
should've gotten a hair cut, and my skin is too pale... I think mom put too much makeup on me, I feel like I'm wearing
seven pounds of makeup on my face and wearing a mask....

"You look really pretty" The maid said walking in the room. I turned and smiled, "Thanks, But I feel like a pinned up doll..."
She chuckled and brushed my hair, "You worry too much, it's just your first time wearing make up" I looked in the mirror again, well..... I guess I'm pretty..... "Rin" I called my maid, "Yes?" She asked and she stopped brushing my hair.
"Do you think a boy can change after fifteen years. Do you think he'll fall for a girl that he hated?" I asked,
"Depends if you let him, otherwise he'll dissapear like that" She snapped her fingers.

I looked down and wrapped my fingers with my other hand, why do I suddenly feel nervous?I started
to get butterflies all of a sudden..... This is weird....

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Dujun's P.O.V

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I knocked on my parent's door and waited for someone to pick up.
I looked at my watch..... Aishh.... I'm pretty late....

The door suddenly pened and I saw a butler open it,
"Hey, is my parents home?" I asked, His eyes widened,
"Master Dujun! Fifteen years has it?!" He asked and shook my hand,
"Yeah..... It's been a while Dongwoon"  I grinned,
"Dude! I can't believe it's still you! Wow, you totally worked out a lot and
became a kpop poser" He teased, I glared at him but ended up laughing
and giving him reunion hug, "We need to catch up on things later, but
your parents have been waiting hours for you!" I swallowed my saliva,
"..... I was late....." I mumbled and entered he house.

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I entered the living and saw my parents sitting on the couch waiting for me,
"Uh..... Hey Umma, Appa---"
"Don't you dare call me your father with that tone" My dad said
with his dictator image, "Look, I know I'm late...."
"Late? We waited three hours punk!" My father walked up to me and slapped me
hard across the face. My mother gasped in horror but didn't do anything,
"Sorry....." i mumbled. My dad had the same look, not impressed,
"Go get in the limo, we're going now" My father said leaving with my mom.

As soon as they left outside, I punched the wall, hard, leaving a small hole,
"Damnit.... I knew I shouldn't have gone to Seoul....." I said to myself and walked out of the house.

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Emily's P.O.V

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"What's taking him so long?" I asked sitting on my bed and looked through the window.
I suddenly saw a limo park at front of my house, making my heart race. That was him.....
I turned around and looked at myself in the mirror one last time, Aish...... I don't wanna do this....

"Honey! Dujun's here!" My mother knocked on the door,
"I'm not coming......." I mumbled, "What!?" My mother barged in,
"Get downstairs now! Dujun is going to be at the door any minute!"
"I refuse to go" I complained. My mother grabbed my arm and dragged me down,
"NO! UMMA! PLEASE DON'T LET ME DO THISS!!!" I cried out,
"Too late now!" She hissed.

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Dujun's P.O.V

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Me and my parents were at the front door and a maid answered the door,
"Hello, you must be Dujun and your parents, please come in" She welcomed.
My parents entered first, I sighed and entered slowly.

Wow this house is the same a I remembered fifteen years ago.....
Big, exoensive, and hell....

I the heard footsteps coming down the stairs,
"Oh!Hello!" I'm guessing was Emily's mom,

"Hello, is Emily here?" My father asked,
"Yes she is, she's in the backyard, waiting for Dujun in the greenhouse as a matter of fact"
I rolled my eyes and looked out,
"Well Dujun, go on, she's waiting" My mother pushed me to the backyard door.
"Ugh....... Araso......"

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Emily's P.O.V

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I sat at the bench in the greenhouse, waiting for Dujun to come.
Aish..... I really didn't wanna be here.... I haven't seen Dujun for ages.
And I'm pretty sure he hates me a lot. I looked at my wrist watch and
gazed at the time. What is taking this guy so long!? He's the same as always.... Late...

"My, you sure grown a lot, haven't you?" I heard a familiar voice behind me,
"Your hair grew longer, you grew curves, wow, you look like a woman"

I blew my bangs from the annoyed comments,
"Yah! Well you're still ugl---"

I turned around and directly faced the man, looking at him fully.
This was Dujun!? WHY IS HE A MODEL!?