You walked through the packed hall, filled with rich guests. It had been a while since you last saw him, and this party was the last place you thought you would see him at. But alas, it wasn't too hard to believe that he was here. He is the heir and member of a well-known and wealthy organisation, after all.

Childe was just as tall, just as infuriatingly and unfairly attractive like he was two years ago. But of course you wouldn't tell him that. You two hated each other, always did (at least from that incident onwards) and it would never change. Right?

You grab a flute of champagne from a nearby waiter before making your way to find your friend.