L arrived at the club called Inspirit. He nodded at the bouncer and walked into the club.

Loud music was blasting in the crowded place. His heart beat jumping with the rhythm of the music. Bodies dancing on the dance floor. People at the bar drinking. Some even making out in dark areas of the club.

L ignored everything and proceeded towards the second level. There the VIP rooms were and also Infinite.

He stopped in front of the door. It looked exactly like the other doors but there was an infinite sign engraved onto the door showing that it was Infinite’s room. He turned the knob and opened the door to reveal six guys drinking and laughing.

“Oh hey L!” Woohyun grinned. “Here comes Mister Detective.” Hoya snickered. L gave them a faint smile before sitting down next to Sunggyu.

“Why the long face?” Sunggyu asked. “Nothing, I was just thinking.” L replied. “Thinking about Seoyeon-ssi~” Sungjong sang. “Aish.” L raised his hand, pretending to hit the maknae.

Sungjong quickly scurried away joining Sungyeol and Dongwoo singing Beast’s ‘Fiction’. Hoya shook his head, “I don’t know why we befriend them.” Woohyun guffawed in response. Sunggyu clucked his tongue at the younger boys, “Immature.” L chuckled lightly and poured himself a drink. He took a sip of it and sighed in relief. Alcohol helped calmed his nerves…a little.

As the other six boys continued to be loud and obnoxious, L was in his own little world.

*Why would Seoyeon walk a whole block to get into that limo? Whose limo was it anyway? Was she possibly…kidnapped?* L’s eyes widened at the assumption he made.

“No, she couldn’t have been. She didn’t scream or anything.” He mumbled to himself. “Then could it be…her limo?” He thought for a moment then shook his head, “Nah, it can’t be hers…can it?”

“You don’t even know much about her and yet you doubt her already?” A voice in L’s head scolded.

“Well, it’s just that…I don’t know. Aish.” L ruffled his hair in frustration. Infinite blinked at him.

“What’s wrong with him?” Dongwoo asked. “Beats me.” Sungyeol shrugged. “L is probably thinking about Seoyeon-ssi.” Sungjong piped. “Yeah, probably.” Hoya nodded in agre