“Oppa, will you marry me?” It was something I said while drunk, watching my brother suffer under the pressure of an arranged marriage. I said it to Choi Seo-won—my brother’s childhood best friend, a man known for his lack of desire, often called an ‘AI’ because he was the safest choice. I only said it on impulse, terrified that I might end up in a similar marriage, forced to live like a doll forever. “Why me? There are plenty of other men.” “Because you seem like the safest person in the world.” I thought it was just a fleeting incident—a joke made by a drunkard that he would surely laugh off. [Your family registry application has been processed successfully.] That was until I realized the message I thought was a phishing scam was real. *** “You should have received the notification today.” “What notification?” “The marriage registration results.” “What? What registration?” My brother’s friend, whom I’d known for half my life, was showing a completely different side of himself than I had ever seen. “…Why, why are you here?” “From today on, I’ll be coming home here every day.” Why did those words sound like he meant we’d be sharing a bedroom starting today? The man I thought was the safest older brother turned out to be the most dangerous man in the world.