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Taemin's POV :

I was hot. It was exhaustingly sultry inside and the fact that I was in my best clothes didn't help. There were people everywhere. Some of them from within the industry, some from without. Some of them I didn't know, while some others that I knew very well. A waiter passed by with cocktails of different colour in hand. I picked a blue one. I looked around as I sipped the sweet yet sour concoction. It was refreshing. I looked around some more.

Everyone seemed to be dressed their best, men looking dashing in their tuxedos while women looking beautiful in their evening gowns. I spotted Jinki hyung and Jonghyun hyung, across the large hall, speaking animatedly to an important looking middle-aged man who seemed to be listening with equal animatedness. I turned my head elsewhere. This time, I spotted Kibum hyung, silently observing an ice-sculpture of a beautiful mermaid sitting elegantly on a side-table. He held a glass of wine in his hand which seemed forgotten.

But, Jinki hyung, Jonghyun hyung or Kibum hyung were not the one whom I was looking for...

All of a sudden, I was asking myself, "Why do I want to see him so much?" I shook my head to myself. This hot night is killing me. But, I love that soft song which they started playing.

So relaxing.

I looked around once more in vain. It was a gigantic hall, beautifully bedecked for the night, with huge buffet tables flanking either side of the hall and several comfortable looking chairs scattered around the room. There were tables with sculptures on them, some carved on stone, others on ice. Beautiful sculptures, they were. I'm not surprised Kibum hyung seemed so interested in them, judging from his artistic character. This was one of those British era party halls, with huge walk-through windows that opened out onto the magnificent courtyard embracing the building from outside.

Outside. Yes, I think I'll go outside to get a little fresh air. I strutted across the hall, passing Jinki hyung on my way. He didn't notice me as he was facing the other way, still talking to that important looking man. But, I saw Jonghyun hyung look at me as I walked across, with an expression on his face that I couldn't quite make out. Maybe he was bored of talking to the old man. Poor hyungs, they work so hard.

I walked through one of the windows and found myself on a dimly lit lush green courtyard. A beautiful smell came drifting in the air. The smell was intoxicatingly sweet. I looked around and saw flower bushes