Hwan's POV
Hannah was going to kill me.
The Annual Governors' Gala had started more than forty minutes ago, yet here I was at the Oba mansion waiting for Jared to finish getting ready. Despite having two months to prepare in advance, Jared thought it would be a good idea to pick out his outfit on the day of the gala.
I was slowly starting to see why his sister didn't like him.
"Jared! Can you please just choose a suit already?"
"Calm down, Hwan. These things take time."
Letting out a frustrated groan, I regretted not leaving with Hannah and her parents. They decided to leave early and we were supposed to meet them there, but at this rate, I doubt we would ever make it.
"So which one looks better; Versace or Dolce & Gabbana?"
"I've told you several times already, the Versace looks great."
