Sehun hastened to keep up with Luhan's pace. The man navigated through the crowd smoothly, head held high while eyes of enthralled men and women followed. Luhan readily took care of everything. To Sehun, it appeared as if everyone strove to accommodate Luhan's while Sehun was disregarded.

He sighed.

"Do you want anything, Sir?"

Sehun smiled feebly. "Water?"

Promptly, Luhan left, and Sehun slouched in his seat. Already, he felt too far from home. His head ached, the knots in his stomach coiled incessantly, and the exasperating girl with a devious smile adjacent to him did not ease the situation.