Another salvo of laughter erupted from the guests Yoona had been seated with. She, on the other hand, just grabbed the glass filled with champagne and gulped the liquid down in one swoop.

     "Woah, calm down and savor the flavor," the man next to her, a famous music producer, grinned.

    The disgusting stench of alcohol left his breath, almost making Yoona vomit. She felt herself grow pale but managed to bring forth a smile. However, that disappeared when she felt the man place a hand on her thigh and squeeze. Yoona acted fast so her palm wouldn't strike the man in the face during the next five seconds.

    Yoona pushed her chair backwards and stood up. The attention of the guests turned against her, their smiles and laughter vanished.

     "Where to, dear?" a swell but notorious actress wondered, known for her divalike character.

    Furthermore, she was also prominent for seducing handsome men, before spending the night with them. Now, she had two arms round TaecYeon, who had moved next to her to chat, leaving Yoona alone in her own spot. Their coziness made her see red, but she pretended not to bother, smiling all carefree and lighthearted.

     "The ladies' room," Yoona replied, before she turned and walked in the complete opposite direction.

     "I bet our girl had a bit too much to drink," the actress whispered.

    But, she was loud enough for Yoona to hear what she was roud enough to utter. Yoona was close to stopping and returning to her tablemates. However, she reminded herself of the fact that she was a grown woman and could handle nastiness from another so called woman. Also, if the future let her dreams come true, Yoona was deemed to meet this specific actress on set of a movie or series.

    Due to such possible facts, Yoona let this one slide and just kept on walking. She was tired, a bit affected from all the drinks, but not drunk, and her feet burned from the heels. Also, the dress was so beautiful and gorgeous, but almost had Yoona begging for her pajamas. The night was becoming somewhat too much for her.

    On that account, Yoona went towards a deserted altan where neither guests nor staff would be. Perhaps a breeze or two could stop the growing headache.

     A suspicion confirmed a minute later when Yoona stepped out upon the concrete floor.

     Even though the winds felt cold and she wished she had brought a shawl, the freshness in the air was relaxing. The lights from the massive buildings and traffic down below acted mesmerizing. Yoona fell into some kind of trance, staring right into the midnight heaven. A veil of glittering and twinkling stars covered the capital and she tried counting as much of them as she could.

    This was so peaceful. Still and perfect. The coolness didn't bother Yoona for longer. Her mind was engaged from the natural prettiness above.

     Until Yoona felt a pair of hands encircle her midriff. She froze stiff. Two arms followed and held Yoona in a tight and intimate embrace. However, she didn't know who acted too close. Warm lips pressing against her shoulder changed that belief.