♬ On the day that you were born
The angels got together and decided to create a dream come true
So they sprinkled moon dust in your hair of gold
and star-light in your eyes of blue ♬

- "(They Long To Be) Close To You," Carpenters

3rd of March 1978
Bordeaux, France

The curtains of this crowded place fell 'til the floor like water and were spread on the windows like they were fire. Their primary role was to block the light from the outside world from coming inside. But this side of the earth was already covered with black canvases of clouds splattered with white dot-like stars and so their only role this time was merely decoration. That's the first thing that caught Jeon Jeongguk's attention the second he arrived in the place.

Celebrations are best celebrated during night time, and so, this enormous hall gathered all of Europe's businessmen even if it's past bed time already. The air was humid and the loud sounds of the day dies temporarily after sundown, making everyone more relaxed after a long period of work. That's what made the aforementioned statement arguably true.

Jeongguk silently listened to the soft chatter of men in suits who stood sturdily with their broad shoulders. He also saw how the women gracefully held their frocks made of expensive-looking chiffon.

For most of them, the decision of choosing this fancy place as the venue was the best too. After all, Bordeaux is the city that has exceptionally well-preserved wines, being the wine-producing capital of France. Notably, Bordeaux has about hundred thousand hectares of vineyards, and it has been producing hundred millions of bottles annually, including the most expensive wines in the world.

Although 'business' and 'drinking' suggest different concepts and denotations, businessmen just loved to drink wine occasionally, during their exhilaration and during the sad times, and so these terms became associated together.

Even if he's past the legal age already, Jeongguk never learned how to drink because he didn't have any friends who do so. But today, he was surrounded by people whose hands weren't empty, for they held magnificent glasses filled with red or dark-pink liquids. These see-through objects looked like they were finely crafted and specially wrought for these men in power. Little did Jeongguk know that they served as a bridge in igniting and engaging to business talk.

All he could do was watch other people do their thing and describe everything he sees in his mind. He's starting to get bored in such a gala even if an hour has just passed since he was sat in that table. Let's just say that he isn't like any other teenagers out there and he isn't much into parties and stuff. He was just forced by his father to attend so that he will meet new people and will not rot inside his room with his books.

Jeongguk didn't think reading books all day would be boring. He's the kind of boy who will remain inside his room and busying himself lurking through the pages. Everyone's first impression of him was a nerd. He's wearing glasses to make it more obvious. But today, his father therefore decreed that there will be no books or glasses. Instead, he will have to meet new friends and company, or his father will tear down their library into pieces.

So, Jeongguk was busy gazing at everyone. Anyone who would be interesting, he thought to himself. Anyone who could understand him, otherwise they will get bored of him. If only finding friends was easy. It's even more difficult since people were busy dancing, swaying their bodies along with the smooth ballad music. Some have their own circle whilst drinking and eating the served food. He just thought he cannot do this anymore.

If only he brought a book, he already escaped that extravagant room and allowed himself to enter a new world of adventure. Reading also helps him a lot, especially he wanted to become a well-known writer. Unfortunately, he and his brain are not on good terms right now to write that's why he's searching for inspiration.

On the other side of the door, Kim Taehyung, who is also a son of a wealthy businessman was still busy fixing himself. He knew that he's late, but let's just say he prioritize his looks first before anything else. His father went ahead and Taehyung said he'll follow. He faced the well-lit mirror, as he fixed his tie, at last wearing his most deadly weapon, his smile, before strolling out of the room.

He took his black suit that seemed to sit in his bed for ages and wore it. He buttoned his tuxedo and finally, riding his car. "Make sure you'll come to the event, or he will be mad, Young Master." The butler said before handing him the keys. Taehyung smirked at him. "Of course. I cannot miss the opportunity," he said and Butler John gave him a look.

"Step back," he said and started the engine. The butler and the maids bowed before the young master's car disappeared within the Kims' ground, finally leaving the château. After a few minutes, he had reached the place and he fixed his hair before hopping out of the car. Before he entered the place, two men wearing black suits were guarding the door, but when he showed up with his entrance pass, he was allowed to go inside.

A clump of people was surprised by Taehyung's presence. Some women even made their mouths ajar. Lads and maidens were astonished by Taehyung's aura. The smile that he wore as he strolled was enchanting and irrefutable. His trandescent beauty took over as he walked down the aisle in between the tables. Taehyung got everyone mesmerized by his handsome yet gorgeous face. They were falling for him at first sight.

His steps were lithe. Some might say he was waltzing along with the music. The world was in a state of slow-motion once he drifted inside the room. "Good evening. I'm sorry I was late," he spoke to everyone around his father. "He finally arrived, meet my son, Kim Taehyung." Mr. Kim announced to his compadres in business. They offered handshakes with Taehyung and he was pleased to accept them.

"As I expected, your son is as handsome as you." A man in his mid-thirties said. Mr. Kim chuckled at his words. "No doubt about that. I can see everyone dropping their jaws when he arrived," he added and glance at the group of ladies who were staring at him earlier. They hid their flustered faces and pretended they were having a conversation. Taehyung winked at them that made their faces turn into more crimson red.

As he was gazing at everyone inside the room, a guy caught his attention. He noticed that he was alone and anyone wouldn't want to pay much attention to him. He excused himself to the older men and walk towards the guy. He then cleared his throat to get the attention of the guy. The guy looked above him and felt his face blushing when he saw Taehyung's face.

"Would you mind if I sit here?" He asked, with a questioning look. The guy was still frazzled but he nods his head as a response. Taehyung sat elegantly in front of the guy. "Busy arguing with the flowers?" he asked, looking at him with amusement. The guy chuckled nervously.

"Sorry." The guy replied and lowered his head. He's shy, but cute too. Taehyung thought. The guy slowly turned his gaze to Taehyung. "Why did you choose to seat h-here? T-There's a lot of people you can talk to on the other tables." The guy stuttered at his words. Taehyung can't help but smile in front of the guy.

"Because I'm interested in you," Taehyung replied and chuckled afterward. The guy looked at him with widened eyes. "W-What?" He said, voice with a hint of shock.

"You really are something, huh?" Taehyung said and grabbed the bottle of wine on the table. Taehyung uncorked the bottle, filled his glass, and twirled it elegantly. He poured some into the guy's glass. "I'm sorry, I don't drink."

"It's okay. It has a small amount of alcohol in it. I'm sure you can drink that." Taehyung assured him with a smile. The guy can't help but feel small in front of him. He felt butterflies inside his stomach, an unusual feeling to him. "What is your name again?" Taehyung asked while he drank the wine in his glass. The guy saw how Taehyung's adam's apple bobbed up and down while finishing the drink.

"I h-haven't mentioned it y-yet." The guy hesitantly took his glass and raised it near his lips. He closed his eyes tightly and at once, he drank it all. Taehyung stared at him with amusement and opened his mouth to speak when he heard the guy's voice. "Jeongguk. That's my name." The guy replied and wiped his mouth using his handkerchief. "And you?"

He laughed at the boy. "The wine helped, didn't it? Jeongguk. Your name's cute. Mine's Kim Taehyung." He replied, with a smile still evident on his lips.