Plot
Rebellious and spoiled eight-year-old Si-Joon Lee is sent to a summer camp in the mountains by his senator father. He runs away and gets lost but is saved when he finds a house in the middle of nowhere. A mysterious woman who lives there reveals to him that he is part of an ancient prophecy and must marry her daughter, Mu-Yeon, a descendant of the Park family of the 'Park Bride' folktale. The daughter is a small girl of Si-Joon's age who hides her face behind a smiling pig mask. Tempted by food Si-Joon agrees to the marriage. That night, Mu-Yeon tells him she will meet him on his sixteenth birthday.
On his sixteenth birthday, Si-Joon is tracked down by his bride and her sister and bodyguard, Mu-Hwa. A Holy Priest who has been serving Si-Joon's family reveals that the marriage must commence and the prophecy must be fulfilled or Si-Joon will die before the year ends. Si-Joon attempts to live his life normally but begins to experience flash-backs involving his past life and Mu-Yeon.
Later on in the series, Doe Doe starts to fall for Ji Oh Yun, Si Joon's best friend and at the end of the series, it is never officially resolved whether Ji Oh like Mu Hwa or Doe Doe. At the end of the last volume, the authors reveal that Mu Yeon became South Korea's first female president, Si Joon was "working behind the scenes", Ji Oh became a doctor, Mu Hwa became the head of Secret Service, and Doe Doe became a banker.
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