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Can you imagine being married to someone who thinks the world revolves around them? Welcome to my life. Arranged marriage to Sana Minatozaki, someone I don't even know. Yes, that Sana, the queen of sass and tantrums, who can make even a simple good morning sound like an insult. She's spoiled, rude and has the emotional range of a teaspoon. Hey, nothing says romance like constantly wondering if today's the day she'll throw my dinner plate at me for breathing too loud. Surprisingly, amidst all the eye-rolls, the death glares and her Oscar-worthy meltdowns, there's this weird thing that happens. Sometimes, I kinda enjoy her company. Shocking, I know. It's like Stockholm Syndrome with more sarcasm. She drives me nuts in a way, that's kind of... nice? Who knew I'd actually start looking forward to the chaos? Call it love or just call me crazy. One thing's for sure. I don't mind it at all. And yet, this is our destiny.
Dear Universe, Why Like This?
