When it came to dating, you would bet all your acquisitions that you were the unluckiest girl on the planet. Like seriously.

Not only you never had a boyfriend before but your parents were already hinting that they wanted to have grandchildren soon. It would be okay if you weren’t 22 years old and the eldest child in the family. You had three younger sisters who didn’t have any luck in love either but they were still younger, so they had a reason to be single.

Sometimes it even crossed your mind that the inability to attract boys ran in your family but then you always remembered that guys turned around when they caught sight of your sisters and they were sending them flirting messages but your sisters knew that those frivolous boys wouldn’t be the so-called one for them. At least they had a little experience with dating not like you who had never talked with a guy for more than an hour – if it hadn’t been a male relative of yours, a classmate whom you got to work with for a group project or the boss at the café where you worked.

Small wonder why you started panicking when your best friend – Hyerim − invited you to her wedding. Needless to say, she was getting all excited about the whole event. She was getting married to her neighbour – that so-called Kang Perfect Younghyun – whom she met when she needed someone to change her light bulbs and as a gentleman as he was, she didn’t need to ask him twice.

You had to admit that Younghyun was really a great guy and undoubtedly suitable for your best friend because he was obviously in love with her, not to mention that he was caring, gentle, polite, loyal and honest. He was good with kids, animals and crazy mothers like Hyerim’s. You had no idea how he could stand Mrs Kim when even you found her a bit too overprotective.

Instead of being genuinely happy for her, you were genuinely shocked and disheartened, but you didn’t want to show it because she was your best friend after all. You wanted nothing more for her than to be happy, that’s why you happened to blurt out that you would be glad to bring a plus one.

“We’ve been together for only a month but I hope it’s not a problem!” You continued on lying, babbling some crazy nonsense that even your genius best friend believed.

“Oh my gosh, why didn’t you tell me?” Hyerim’s eyes widened in surprise but she was already opening her arms to sweep you into a big bear hug. “I’m so happy for you! I’d die to meet him!” She said as she almost crushed your bones because she was hugging you so tightly.

Yeah me too, you though sarcastically, but you just couldn’t bear to tell her the truth. Not even when the day of the wedding was nearing and you still didn’t have a fake boyfriend.

Not until a sudden idea hit you in the elevator of the apartment where you lived, did you find one for real.

You thought that if Hyerim could fall in love with her neighbour, you would maybe have some luck with the guys on the upper floors. You were on the first floor, so you didn’t know a lot about the others but you were so desperate that you decided to give it a try.

As crazy as it sounds, you were bold enough to knock on your neighbours’ door and if it happened to be a male and didn’t have a girlfriend, you told them the truth and after several amused laughs and doors being slapped into your face, there was this raven-haired guy who merely shrugged his shoulders when he heard your question.

“I’m in.” He gave in, not even knowing your real name or the date of the wedding. Your jaw literally dropped upon seeing his reaction.

“Really?” You asked cautiously because you couldn’t tell if he was being serious or merely playing the jokester.

“Yeah, it sounds fun.” He explained without a lot of a detail, his eyes shining with curiosity.

You couldn’t help but squeal a bit when you realised that you finally had someone to bring to the wedding. You imagined Hyerim’s face lightening up at the sight of your (fake) boyfriend because she always complained how the universe must have hated you because you didn’t have a boyfriend when you were literally the sweetest person on Earth. At least, according to her, you were. You weren’t so sure about that after hunting down fake boyfriends in your apartment but she didn’t have to know about that tiny little detail.

“Oh my gosh, you’ve just saved my life! Thank you so much!” You clapped your hands enthusiastically. You were so pumped up that you found yourself hugging him a minute later, not because