Taeyeon absentmindedly stirred her tea while watching her friends chatting and laughing across the room. As hard as she tried to resist, she couldn’t avert her eyes from the certain dark-brown haired girl. Her laugh was contagious. Taeyeon couldn’t help herself from smiling even though her heart was aching. She is not mine, Taeyeon thought.

Taeyeon had waited. She had been waiting, as long as she could remember, in uncertainty and this had driven her mad. She’d give up, if she could. But this tiny little voice from the bottom of her heart persistently forced her to hold on.

Honestly, she didn’t think she could survive a day without Tiffany. That girl had been her reason to smile a little wider, to have the day a little brighter, to study English a little harder – in spite the fact that she also made Taeyeon a little more restless.

Tiffany’s charm had penetrated through her soul. It wasn’t just a usual crush. It wasn’t only about excitement. Taeyeon was certain that her feeling had passed that point. She didn’t know and have no intention to know why she was still at the same place when Tiffany’s answer was also still the same.

“There will be time when I’m yours and yours only, Tae.”

Yeah, the question is when?

She had to admit that her confession was a bit tactless. Only a few days after Tiffany’s latest break up, she revealed her true feeling. She should have waited for the right time because she knew Ti