It all started with Seo Jungwoo's nonsense.

"Hey. Want to just get married?"

Two years ago, both Seo Jungwoo and I were under increasing pressure from our families to get married, even though neither of us had any intention of doing so. At the time, Jungwoo was having a major headache. His father had threatened that he wouldn't get a single cent of his grandfather's inheritance unless he got married.

And that was the conclusion Jungwoo reached while we were downing somaek.

"Pfft. Sure. I'll think about it if you bring me a Tiffany ring."

I countered his nonsense with more nonsense, as I always did. But the very next week, Jungwoo shoved a mint-colored shopping bag in front of my face.

"……What is this?"

"Can't you tell? It's a ring."

"No, you idiot, that's not what I meant."

…Who the hell pulls off a proposal while eating chicken feet? This guy. Without even waiting for my answer, Jungwoo grabbed my left hand and slid a ring with a ridiculously large diamond onto my ring finger.

"How much did you pay for this?"

"I don't know. Does it matter?"

"It matters, you crazy bastard."

"So. Are you doing it or not? Getting married to me."

In the end, I agreed to the marriage. Even though it seemed crazy, it was a deal that only benefited me. Since Jungwoo was providing the house, it was a great opportunity to settle the rent, annoying blind dates, and marriage pressure all at once.

We held a ceremony for the sake of appearances and moved in together. On the first day of living together, we sat across from each other and wrote a contract. It only had four rules, so calling it a contract was a bit much.

① Use separate rooms

② Freedom to date, no interference in private life. However, maintain social appearances.

③ Household chores split 5:5

④ Divorce by mutual agreement as soon as it's no longer needed

It's been almost a year since I entered this sham marriage with my childhood friend, Seo Jungwoo.