She walked down the deserted hallway, looking for any clues of existence in the hallway. She walked but stopped in her tracks when she saw her locker. She smiled and too the piece of paper, making sure she got the right locker she quickly slipped it in. Smiling, knowing that her plans will work. She took her back pack and walked towards her classroom.

--

She smiled as she took hold of the piece of paper that fell from her locker. She read the letters that were scrawled on to it before slipping it into her pockets; she held her book tightly to her chest and made her way to her class. She walked down the corridor confidently, and smiled to anyone who looked at her. She was extremely happy, by what she just read, that is.

Meet me at the garden during lunch time.

-Kyuhyun

She knew why Kyuhyun wouldn’t make it to class; he is busy helping Ahra with the band. To which surprisingly Ms. Kim, the music teacher eagerly agreed to. Tiffany wanted to follow, but of course, Kyuhyun didn’t allow her. He didn’t want her to feel stressed, as today was the big day. Yes, today’s the Orchestra’s concert. But, she felt better, because Kyuhyun and the band members supported her a lot. Tiffany hummed a song and entered her class, she sat at the back where she wouldn’t be bothered by her other classmates.

--

Kyuhyun sighed as he got a call from her. What does she want? He hastily picked it up, Ahra looking at him curiously.

“What?” He immediately said no greetings whatsoever.

“My, my, aren’t we a little too rude.” Her voice annoyed him to the pits. He hated it.

“I’m sorry, but what do you want?” He asked as he leaned against the wall.

“I just want you to meet me at the garden, during lunch. Could you?” He stifled a sigh.

“Why?”

“I want to meet you, please come.” She pleaded. Kyuhyun scratched his neck.

“Yeah, fine. See you then.” He hung the call and threw his cellphone to the side. Wanting to step on it, breaking in to little pieces.

“Who was it?” Ahra’s small voice greeted him.

“No one. Don’t worry. We can start rehearsing. I’ll call Tiffany after lunch, if that’s fine, to rehearse her part. Today is the last chance for everything since tonight is the concert.” Kyuhyun said, avoiding his sister’s gaze. His inside warmed up when thoughts of Tiffany clouded his mind. Oh, how he misses her.

--

Tiffany skipped towards the garden, whistling to a happy tune. She slowed down her steps when she saw two figures, she can’t really tell who it was from the distance, it might be her seniors, But no, it couldn’t be, her seniors had lunch earlier than her.

 She walked a little closer, minding her steps; she can vaguely make out the shape of the man, now embracing the younger woman awkwardly. She narrowed her eyes, and realized who it was in an instant. It was Yoona. Yoona looked up at her and smirked, the end of her lips tugging upwards slightly, making her angelic face change in an instant. Tiffany widened her eyes as Yoona’s hand travelled towards the man’s neck.

“Yoona, what are you doing?” Kyuhyun’s warm voice scolded her. Yoona chuckled and looked at Tiffany’s way. Tiffany walked back without a word, having nothing to say. Her feelings drained completely out of her, she walked towards the music room heartbroken, if that was even an adequate word to describe her state.

“Miyoung! You’re here? Where’s Kyuhyun? I thought he would be with you.” Ahra’s voice greeted her cheerfully. Tiffany stood at the front of the room, rigid, her shoulders tense. Still not being able to believe what just happened back then. Ahra walked towards her and took her shoulders gently in her hands.

“Miyoung? Earth to Miyoung!” Ahra said worriedly. Tiffany snapped out of her thoughts and looked at Ahra.

“Kyuhyun is kind of busy. He’ll be here in a few I guess.” Tiffany averted her attention from Ahra who was still staring at her concernedly.

“Unnie, how was the practice? Any problems?” Tiffany asked, trying not to make Ahra worry. Ahra’s face lightened up.

“No, there’s no problem really. We’re going to rehearse your part today! I’m feel happy today, I mean, who wouldn’t? I’m sure we’re going to win and Miyoung I know you could do it. Isn’t that right?” She asked the band members who shouted Tiffany’s name happily. Tiffany smiled and bowed. The door flew open and Kyuhyun came in looking flustered, Tiffany didn’t even glance at him. She was afraid; she didn’t want to cry in front of him. He doesn’t know that she accidently interfered in his and Yoona’s moment.  

“Oh, Tiffany, you’re here? I was looking for you.” Kyuhyun walked towards Tiffany and touched her elbows; Tiffany couldn’t help but to flinch at his touch. She ignored the man and looked at Ahra.

“Unnie, we’re going to practice my part now right? Can you show me an example? When do I go on the stage?” Tiffany made a fair distance between Kyuhyun and herself, she doesn’t want anything bad to happen in this room.

“Okay, you’ll come on when the violins start to play the beginning of ‘Hello’, Walk slowly on to the stage, don’t forget to bring your dress to the auditorium; we’re going to make you look like a living doll!” Ahra said and clapped her hands. Tiffany laughed a fake laugh.

“Alright let’s start practicing.” Tiffany nodded. She set her books on the table and took the microphone that Ahra held.

“Cue, start.” Ahra said softly. The violins started to play. Tiffany listened attentively, not wanting to make a mistake. She began to sing, she sang wholeheartedly, this was what she was feeling. She didn’t want Kyuhyun to leave her for Yoona, but what could she do? She doesn’t have any right to say anything. Tears spilled down her cheeks, leaving marks on her face. She didn’t stop to wipe it off, she kept on singing not minding the worried glances that were given by the band members. Wrapped in her own thoughts. Is this the end? Is this really my fate? The band members stopped playing and clapped their hands, Tiffany opened her eyes and looked at them confusedly.

“You did it! You memorized all of the song! I’m happy for you.” Ahra hugged her and smiled. Tiffany nodded and smiled.

--

She walked in to the auditorium, already done, yes, Ahra made her look like a living doll. She walked towards the band members awkwardly, not used to the high heels that she wore.

“Look, our Tiffany is a real lady now!” The band members . Tiffany stuck her tongue out and giggled.

Ahra and Kyuhyun stood in the corner of the room, conversing with each other while watching Tiffany.

“Look, what happened?” Ahra asked, Tiffany already told her everything in the dressing room.

“What do you mean, noona?” Ahra smiled teasingly.

“Don’t fool me. Where were you during lunch?” Kyuhyun gulped.

“At the garden…” He trailed.

“With who? Heechul? Tiffany? No, it can’t be Tiffany… Yoona?” She emphasized on Yoona’s name. Kyuhyun didn’t miss the venom in her voice, threatening.

“Kyuhyun, I’m tired of this. I don’t like it! Look at her! Look at her, nice and closely, she couldn’t even smile properly. Why, Kyuhyun? Why? She witnessed that loving moment between you and that worthless girl!” Ahra exclaimed, flabbergasted. Kyuhyun looked at Tiffany who was playing with the microphone. He knew, it was mistake, once again. He admitted it, to his regret.

“Noona, can you help me?” Kyuhyun asked her. Covering his face in embarrassment.

“This is your last chance, make it right. Here’s my plan.”

--

Tiffany took a deep breath, she looked at the stage, it was big. The violinists were on stage, making a V formation. The others looked at her way and smiled, assuring her.

“Miyoung!” Tiffany turned around and saw Mr. and Mrs. Cho walking towards her.

“Good luck! I’m just happy, you’ll be performing. Finally, people will know your real talent.” Ms. Cho said her face all smiles. Tiffany laughed and bowed.

“You look pretty, Miyoung. But, we like it more when you wear less makeup. You look more breathtaking without it.” Mr. Cho praised her. Tiffany laughed and covered her face.

“Alright, you’ll be on the stage after this, good luck.” One of the staff said towards Tiffany. Tiffany smiled and stood beside the stage, waiting patiently. Ahra who was on stage looked towards Tiffany as it was her cue to go up on the stage. Tiffany nodded and walked slowly up the stage, she stood in the middle of the V formation and bowed towards the crowd, everyone was quiet, anticipating. Tiffany closed her eyes and began to sing.

We can’t be apart,

It’s too soon for us to say goodbye,

You just can’t leave me like this,

There are so many things that I haven’t said yet,

Please don’t leave me like this,

Because of you I, Because of you, I really,

Like this, I can’t go on like this,

You’re the only reason I’m living for,

Please don’t leave me.

You’re my love, my love that I long for,

You’re the person that used to love me,

Now I can’t touch you, but,

Will you long for me as much as I long for you?

To the person I loved like crazy, to that person, “Hello”

Because I loved you, I’m, because I really loved you I’m

Suffering to the point of death, to the point of death,

Do you see that I can’t live because I’m dying?

Please come back to me.

If it was going to end like this, if this is really the end,

I want to go back to the time when we didn’t know each other,

If it’s too late, if it’s too late,

I’ll no longer live, because living is too hard for me.

Tiffany took a breath as the violin started to play another song. Two more songs to go, after that she’ll be done, a soft smile played on her lips when she saw Ms. Cho shouting her name. That was her source of strength, but where is Kyuhyun?

I bring you up in my mind like this,

I remember even the long moments, again today,

If only I can see your back for just a moment,

I can’t say anything else other than I want to die,

I can’t take on a life without you,

I only wait for you to return,

Now you’re not here, but

Please, I miss you so much, I love you.

I’m a fool; I can’t let you go,

I run out of breath, crazily,

I try to push you out all night, but still,

I miss you to death,

If only the heavens will allow you to me,

Even if I die, I can’t leave,

I can’t you aside,

Who am I to do so?

Even if I die, I can’ leave you, I love you,

Don’t leave me here,

Please, please, please, I love you.

Her voice broke, she felt it, and this was her song, the story of her life. No, don’t cry, it’s embarrassing, she thought. Crying is childish; you can’t let people see your weakness. One more song to go, after that you can lock yourself in your room and soak your bed with tears, Miyoung. She assured herself.

Even if it hurts, pretend that it’s nothing,

Even if tears fall, know how to hide them,

Place it on one side of the heart,

And know how to smile as if there’s nothing wrong.

That’s the way to break up.

My heart is growing dark like this again,

The many lingering regrets are pulling down,

It’ll probably be erased again; it’ll probably become distant,

We will probably forget each other,

Tiffany opened her eyes, as that familiar voice was close; she saw Kyuhyun standing in the middle of the aisle, in between the audience. The spotlight on him, he was holding the microphone, looking at her with sad eyes. He started to sing the chorus, inching closer towards the stage.

My meaningless day will probably pass by,

Our unique love will probably be like it never existed,

Even if I want to see you,

I probably won’t be able to see you again,

Even if it hurts, I should bear it,

This is the way to break up.

Tiffany didn’t know what to do; she stood on the stage and looked at Kyuhyun who was beside her. She hasn’t been this close to him for hours. She had avoided him, trying to ignore him, it was hard. Kyuhyun suddenly took her hand and squeezed it in assurance, he faced her and she did the same.

I will probably get used to spending the days without you,

Tomorrow will probably be a little more comfortable,

I will probably forget you little by little,

Maybe sometimes I’ll think of you,

And probably only good memories will come up,

It was as if they were the only one on stage, everyone seemed to disappear far from their mind and world. They sang and harmonized in a way that they never dreamed of, complimenting each other’s voice. Tiffany’s tears betrayed her, it came out, anyways, was this it? The break up that she was afraid of? Was he already giving up on their relationship?

Even if it hurts, pretend that it’s nothing,

Even if tears fall, know how to hide them, (The day that I can look at you.)

Place it on one side of the heart,

And know how to smile as if there’s nothing wrong.

I have to forget you,

Only my welled up tears remember you,

And there are so many traces of happiness,

To me, love is such a painful thing,

Even if it hurts, I have to bear it,

I’ll probably forget like this.

Tiffany looked at him before releasing her hands from Kyuhyun’s touch. The audience clapped and cheered. She bowed and tried to smile, she hurriedly walked off the stage.

“Tiffany, wait!” Kyuhyun called out, chasing her out of the auditorium. He saw Tiffany standing in the hallway, her body tense. What had happened? She backed up and suddenly bumped in to Kyuhyun. She turned around and her eyes widened. Kyuhyun raised his eyebrows and looked behind Tiffany. And, there, for once, he felt unappreciated; Yoona and Heechul were kissing each other passionately. So this was what she wanted to tell him back then. Tiffany looked at Kyuhyun worriedly, yes, she knew, a part of Kyuhyun still loved Yoona, but not as a lover, but as a friend, she couldn’t help but die a little inside when she saw Kyuhyun’s betrayed expression.

“Kyuhyun-ah, let’s go.” She said and tugged Kyuhyun’s shirt to follow her. He followed her with the same expression on his face. He looked at Tiffany’s long hair, bouncing at the little movements that she made. She suddenly stopped and faced him.

“Kyu, let’s try, to forget each other.” She said, tears in her eyes.

“What are you saying?” He asked his jaws tight.

“I’m confused, Kyu! I’m confused.” She said as she broke down.

“You’re driving me crazy!” She continued. Kyuhyun looked down at her, his breath stuck in his chest.

“Fine, if that’s what you want. Go ahead. Forget me.” He said as he walked away from her.