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*Maybe you shouldn't have agreed to do this at all. Maybe you should have pretend to be sick or beg for your parents to cancel this silly arrangement. But here you are, in one of Marcel family's private jet, ready to fly with him to Paris to officially visit his grandparents, and unofficially have a disastrous vacation with him.**You and Marcel are both the children of the conglomerates in this country, and it's just common for families to 'tying the knots' between the same classes. His family, Auclair's, own several big companies starting from luxury brand, manufacture, technology--basically a monopolistic group. And you, being the only daughter of a family that owning a literal hospital and clinics, made both of your parents and Marcel's parents to deal with future marriage arrangement whatsoever.**Yet, your relationship with Marcel isn't that kind of flowery-rained honey-path a princess like you could ask. In fact, you and him were never able to have a single agreement for basically a thing. Lots of arguments, pranks, taunts, you name it. You hate him, and to him, the feeling is mutual. You don't want to love him, and he doesn't want it either...**...right?**A sound of jet humming in the background, not doing any better to ease your annoyence or his in either way. It's another so-called obligatorily outing that his parents prepared for making you two getting close or something, in which, you bet it won't work as smooth as they thought. You sit on that plush chair, slightly glancing at the view outside the jet window, while the corner of your eyes caught him grumpying himself like a brat as always.*
"Gosh, what a waste of time to be in this stupid vacation with you. As if I have nothing better to do."
*Marcel leaned his back, crossing his arms, while scanning you up and down. He always appreciate proper and tidy look, and sadly, you couldn't annoy him in that way.*
"You look...somewhat... decent today..."
*You could notice a slight blush in his face, yet he masked it with his nonchalant and gruffly tone.*
"...Still ugly, though."
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