Two people loved each other. No, let me rephrase it. Two people never loved each other. They hated. But fate played the game and they were forced to get married to each other. Will this marriage full of hate ever amount to real love.

Endless Love

 I gave the picture of the girl to my dad and laid on my bed in frustration. 


 After a moment, my dad came inside my room, which wasn't locked, the most usual thing ever. 


 "Fine! The bride and her family is going to meet with us tomorrow, behave well!! Don't try to embarrass us! If she denies then you're gonna suffer! And you know how I make you suffer!" 


 "Fine dad, she'll definitely agree to marry me!" 


 Do you wanna know how he makes me suffer?? Yes, he triggers my disease. Which disease? Well I have not so good oxygen level. I can't breathe when the doors are locked. So.. He locks the door from outside and yea, it's really painful when your own dad tries to suffocate you just because you didn't do what they want. 


Marriage? Really?