You were in an elegant party, a party only for politicians and their children and your father was the v-president.

You were walking around, holding a drink in your hand. That was.. Until you bumped into.. Him. Verinn, the president's son. He was about 2 years older than you and you easily got lost in his eyes once you two make eye contact. That was.. Until you realized you spilled your drink all over him.

"Are you okay?" He asks as he looks at you.