While Krystal and Justin were at the beach, they had no idea that someone was watching them and taking pictures.
He wasn't a reporter or paparazzi but was a spy, sent to watch them. After getting all the pictures he thought was exposing enough, he went back to his master, no, more like his young mistress.
May was from a very reputable family. Her family's name and wealth were well-known to the world. She carried herself with pride and arrogance.
She was a brilliant and a pretty damsel and the one to steal the limelight everywhere she went. Everyone wanted to be associated with her and every boy, literally speaking, every boy wanted to be hers but they didn't have their hopes up. If they could just steal a glance of her from afar, they'd be satisfied to die in peace, much less meet her and exchange words.
