It was a rainless night with a great atmosphere. The vast and dark sky was lightened up by the dazzling stars. The local market opposite to the famous beach was still buzzy like always. Though it was quite late now, it was still crowded as ever.
The loud shouting of stall owners advertising their goods, trying to persuade the people to buy the foods they sell; some fishermen who came to deliver their newly caught fishes, crabs, lobsters and many other types of seafood; it was one noisy and uncultured place which rich people would rarely visit.
The fact that the only son of the Prime Minister was at that place wouldn't even cross the minds of the people there. But he was there, happily enjoying different kinds of foods with his friend, the only person who understands him.
