The one I loved chose someone else. Life lost all meaning, so I decided I had nothing to lose—and if I was going to disappear, I would do it with music. I asked my dad (priest) for permission to visit a friend in a neighboring country, planning to find myself a new fiancé. And it would’ve been fine, except—my insightful brother assigned a guard to me: a mysterious captured trophy in a mask who keeps a close watch so I don’t get into trouble. Of course, because if he can’t handle it, he won’t survive. Oh, and there’s one catch—I kissed him out of my own stupidity, and I can’t forget it. And it seems like he can’t either.