"...We meet again."

I grip the microphone and scan the participants from the host's podium. There he is—the man with the handsome, refined features. He was here last week, and the week before that.

Why does he come here so frequently?

As I proceed with the event, our eyes meet. He gives a slightly troubled, yet somehow affectionate smile. He doesn't seem to be looking for a partner at all. The real reason he keeps coming back to this place every single time—

That was a secret that I, and only I, didn't know yet.