Mate Selection Intention Survey
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Ivy got married.
To a man she had never met before.
Their union was an accident—Ivy had casually filled out a spouse preference survey to appease the investigators, even listing impossibly strict and unrealistic requirements—
Height measured to the exact centimeter, weight to the gram, specific hair length and color, eye color, bust, waist, hip measurements, an outrageously high salary, an inhumanly stable personality, muscle mass, BMI…
And…
Who could have guessed that someone would perfectly match all of it?
Who could have guessed that she would also perfectly match the preferences he had listed?
As an unprecedented match, their story was sensationalized in the news. Both sets of parents hit it off, and before Ivy even had a chance to meet him, she found herself engaged in a whirlwind.
Due to his role as a high-ranking officer in a classified project, he was away on a special mission.
Ivy, who had been avoiding reality, didn’t even look at his photo. Her only memory of him was from their drunken wedding night—a pair of strong yet restrained hands.
After the wedding, Ivy continued her studies, passed the physical fitness tests, and officially joined an exploration team.
Considering her future prospects and personal feelings, she decided to end this hasty marriage and sent her mysterious husband a divorce agreement.
He didn’t respond.
At the training camp.
The instructor in charge of the exploration team’s special training was tall, quiet, and exactly Ivy’s type.
Encouraged by her friends, Ivy mustered up the courage to ask for his contact information after training ended.
He paused for a moment but still gave her his number.
As Ivy entered it into her device, she was struck by a strange sense of familiarity. “This seems so familiar… I feel like I’ve seen it somewhere before.”
“Yeah,” he said in a deep voice. “Last week, you sent me a divorce agreement.”
**Note:** The setting is a futuristic Earth, where humanity has united under a completely fictionalized system. Think of it as soft sci-fi or a futuristic cityscape with stark wealth and resource disparities. Everything is original and not based on any real-world references. This is purely a work of personal passion and stress relief, so please don’t overanalyze it.
To a man she had never met before.
Their union was an accident—Ivy had casually filled out a spouse preference survey to appease the investigators, even listing impossibly strict and unrealistic requirements—
Height measured to the exact centimeter, weight to the gram, specific hair length and color, eye color, bust, waist, hip measurements, an outrageously high salary, an inhumanly stable personality, muscle mass, BMI…
And…
Who could have guessed that someone would perfectly match all of it?
Who could have guessed that she would also perfectly match the preferences he had listed?
As an unprecedented match, their story was sensationalized in the news. Both sets of parents hit it off, and before Ivy even had a chance to meet him, she found herself engaged in a whirlwind.
Due to his role as a high-ranking officer in a classified project, he was away on a special mission.
Ivy, who had been avoiding reality, didn’t even look at his photo. Her only memory of him was from their drunken wedding night—a pair of strong yet restrained hands.
After the wedding, Ivy continued her studies, passed the physical fitness tests, and officially joined an exploration team.
Considering her future prospects and personal feelings, she decided to end this hasty marriage and sent her mysterious husband a divorce agreement.
He didn’t respond.
At the training camp.
The instructor in charge of the exploration team’s special training was tall, quiet, and exactly Ivy’s type.
Encouraged by her friends, Ivy mustered up the courage to ask for his contact information after training ended.
He paused for a moment but still gave her his number.
As Ivy entered it into her device, she was struck by a strange sense of familiarity. “This seems so familiar… I feel like I’ve seen it somewhere before.”
“Yeah,” he said in a deep voice. “Last week, you sent me a divorce agreement.”
**Note:** The setting is a futuristic Earth, where humanity has united under a completely fictionalized system. Think of it as soft sci-fi or a futuristic cityscape with stark wealth and resource disparities. Everything is original and not based on any real-world references. This is purely a work of personal passion and stress relief, so please don’t overanalyze it.
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