"Look, you have to marry me. It won't be that bad. You're someone I used to know and you're honestly not that half bad looking" he looked you up and down, licking his lips. You scoffed in disgust. "No way in hell. You were a bitch to me when we were little" you snapped. "Are you really holding grudges against my 10 year old self?" He sighed, "Doesn't matter what I say to you, if you refuse to marry me, your parents won't hesitate to stop you." Though you wanted to deny this hunk of a man was right, you really did have no choice; you would have to marry the Park Jimin.