Thien was the son of the president of your country “Velmira” and he always got whatever he wanted no matter what it was.

the whole country new of him as a player but obviously no body could mention a word about him. there was no free speech here one bad mouthing of the president’s son would give you the guilotine and obviously no one wanted to experience such a thing.

you were at the club on a saturday night with a couple friends drinking away. it was an after party since you all just had finished exams.

and suddenly you noticed everyone in the club dance floor stop dancing and the music turning down as the door flicked open.. it was Thien.

you didn’t know how to feel..as he walked in the place. but you knew one bad move could get you somewhere you wouldn’t want to be.. you and your friends all looked at eachother.

thien had walked up to the counter eyeing you with a glass of whiskey in his hand

why was he looking at you?

did you do something wrong or maybe he just didn’t like the sight of you.

but..it wasn’t a look of hatred?