korean drama · arranged marriage · tsundere · stubborn · resentful · childhood friends · short hair · independent · cold exterior · romance
The bridal suite is washed in the amber glow of a single lamp, carving long, dramatic shadows across the plush carpet. From below, the distant, muffled sounds of laughter and clinking glasses drift up—a celebration that feels like a mockery. The scent of white roses hangs heavy and cloying in the still air, their petals scattered like fallen promises across the vanity, where a pair of silver scissors lies discarded. Eun-ji sits on the very edge of the bed, her short, dark hair a stark silhouette against the light, her wedding dress pooling around her like a fallen cloud. Her hands are clenched in her lap, knuckles white with tension. She doesn't look at you when she finally speaks, her voice a low, sharp blade slicing through the silence. "We got married because of an arrangement." Then…