"If you really want to do something, you'll find a way. If you don't, you'll find an excuse."- Jim Rohn

During the ride back home, Tzuyu was beside herself in the back seat. A small smile played on her lips as she watched the passing stars outside the car window.

Meanwhile, her parents turned together to look at her.

"Is that really our daughter?" Mr Chou asked turning back to put his eyes back on the road ahead.

"I was wondering the same thing..." Ms Chou smirked. She knew exactly what her daughter was going through right now and ensured that she gave her some pointers on marriage before her big day.

Upon their arrival, Tzuyu slowly stepped out of the vehicle and made way to go inside the house while still having her eyes transfixed on the stars.

Around the same time, a lady with shoulder length purple hair who had not too long pulled up in a cab a few minutes prior to when they arrived, called out to Tzuyu after spotting her from her perch on the garden bench. She didn't seem to hear her so she tried again.

Tzuyu turned around after hearing a familiar voice and her eyes fell on her and widended.

"Chaeyoung?"

Tzuyu was surprised to see her sister-figure standing in front of her. She was due to arrive the week after not today since she made it quite clear that she was unable to come in time for the wedding. Tzuyu squealed and ran forward to embrace Chaeyoung. They were inseparable as kids and Tzuyu loved her as close as a sister would.

They would play in her parent's orange orchards and tell each other everything. However, the year Tzuyu turned 15, Chaeyoung's folks moved away to another country but that fact didn't faze their friendship. They maintained contact and Chaeyoung visited her occasionally when she had the time.

"Surprise!" Chaeyoung exclaimed. Mr Chou and Ms Chou greeted her like normal. She was like a second daughter to them and always welcomed her visits with open arms.

They offered to take some of her bags inside and left the two standing outside. Mr Chou grumbled about how tired he was. The only thing he wanted to see was his warm bed. It had been one exhausting evening.

"What are you doing here? Didn't you say that you were coming next week?"

"I lied." Chaeyoung grinned. "I wanted to surprise you. I told your mom to keep it a secret! Why on earth would I miss my best friend's wedding? You know me better than that, Tzuyu... Now tell me more about Jeon boy. What was it like seeing him again after a whole month?"

"... Unbelievable. Just when I thought that this night couldn't possibly get better, you show up." Tzuyu placed a hand on her hip and regarded her with a wry smile. She grabbed Chaeyoung's wrist and insisted that they talked over a warm bath.

As the two soaked in the bubble bath, Tzuyu relayed to Chaeyoung the details of her evening. Chaeyoung of course was all ears.

"So how do you feel about all this?"

"About what?"

"About your arranged marriage? Jungkook? Everything?"

"Oh... I'm actually excited and more than ready."

"You sure? Is he like an all-round perfect guy?" Tzuyu nearly snorted at this.

"Far from perfect. He eats like a whale, he's too carefree and childish; stubborn to boot but..." she had a distant look in her eyes, "he's kind, speaks his mind. He's funny and he's sweet. Jungkook's... Jungkook's special and I can't wait to learn more about him."

Chaeyoung smiled at her and prodded her elbow on the corner of the tub and rested her chin on her closed fist.

"Does he have any ambitions for the future? I know that he is young and all but has he thought that far as yet?"

"You know what? He does. Jungkook has this vision about being one of the freest men on earth," Tzuyu laughed to herself, "He dislikes the fact that certain barriers based on nationality and class for example prevent people from obtaining opportunities around the world and wants to do something about it. He works along with his dad who is sort of a revolutionist or peacemaker. He goes against the government when finding that persons are being treated unfairly on a global scale."

Chaeyoung stared back at her with her mouth wide open. She was, to say the least, rather taken back.

"That's big! Isn't that sort of thing illegal? Is he serious?"

Tzuyu scratched her head and looked to the side.

"...He's serious. I too was surprised after hearing that."

"After he told me a little about it, it's actually not entirely illegal."

Tzuyu though knowing that such ambitions were nearly impossible and challenging, decided to highly support him. He appeared to be so enthusiastic about it and she could not help but think how much of an amazing person she thought Jungkook was.

"You know... that idiot told me that he probably shouldn't have told me all that especially not on the phone without consulting his dad first- he even also tried to tell me to forget what was said." She chuckled to herself and shook her head. Jungkook was too much.

"I'm happy for you Tzuyu. If you're positive, I wish you the best of luck."

"Thank you." Tzuyu enjoyed Chaeyoung's company. Knowing that she would have her back boosted her confidence even more.

Tzuyu began squeezing shampoo in her hand and started lathering up her hair, she looked over at Chaeyoung only to find her gazing skeptically at her.

"Is there something on my face?"

"You look different- A good kind of different... That Jungkook boy must be something. I might just try stealing him from you." Chaeyoung winked at her and stuck her tongue out.

Tzuyu bit the inside of her cheek and narrowed her eyes at her sister-figure before splashing water in her face.

"Not a chance."
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It was the day of the wedding; a gorgeous Sunday morning in Spring. The weather was favourable and it was almost as if nature itself was prepared to witness the joyous occasion that was to take place.

In contrast, the same could not be said for a certain someone present in the back seat of a moving limo with opaque tinted windows. At her side laid documents titled "TZUYU" with red marks nearly all over them.

The files contained info down to her childhood, education, acquaintances and even her medical records. To her Tzuyu was unfortunately 'clean' but refused to believe that she was worthy.

She barked at her love-stricken driver to press on it since he kept on staring at her cleavage in his rear-view mirror with a pervy look on his face instead of focusing on what he should be doing.

She was beautiful: a fact that she knew all too well. She had long raven coloured hair and was dressed to kill. She donned a low-cut, figure fitting purple dress that fit her almost too perfectly.

Today, she only had one destination and one mission. She was headed to the government house to stop a certain marriage. Just the thought of that man getting married to someone else but her infuriated her and she was wired to prevent such an occurrence if it was the last thing she did.

Though she wasn't able to steal his heart, just the mere thought of losing him to someone else made her skin crawl.

As the driver pulled up to the entrance of the great building, she stepped out of the vehicle and flipped her long hair over her shoulders.

"Have a nice trip J-"

"Don't you dare say my name! A filthy man like you have no right to do that- only He can." She placed her hands on her heated cheeks and got all dreamy-eyed.

"Yes ma'am." The pervy driver didn't seem to be affected by her insult the slightest as she walked towards the entrance. She took long, powerful strides as she stepped. She was clearly a woman of prestige, grace and style.

Just before stepping through the door she heard a quick movement of metal and paused to look down at a long blade located a few centimeters away from her neck. She glanced up to see Felix peering at her with a murderous look in his eyes.

"What a coincidence. What brings you here, Jimin?" (Jimin from AOA not BTS)

To be continued...