"What are you doing in my room?!?"     Taeyeon turned around, stunned. She wasn't expecting Tiffany to find out about her snooping. Tiffany was staring at Taeyeon, who had a bunch of Tiffany's photos around her.    "Miyoungie..." Taeyeon whimpered, tears forming in her eyes. Tiffany was taken aback as Taeyeon called her by her Korean name.    When was the last time someone had called her that? Elementary school? But yesterday's memories came flooding back into Tiffany's mind. Her yearbook, and how she found out that Taeyeon was her old classmate, how Soonkyu was Sunny, and how... She didn't seem to love Sunny anymore.    "You know about it," Tiffany said simply. The two looked at each other uncomfortably, unable to talk. Silence filled the air, a sense of awkwardness taking over the atmosphere.    "I'm sorry, I need to think first." Tiffany finally broke the silence, turning to rush out the room. She had learnt that avoiding such matters could give her time to respond.    Taeyeon immediately grabbed Tiffany's hand, pulling her closer. "I can't let you go. No matter how much you like Sunny, I'll win you back."    Tiffany gasped in surprise, seeing the closeness between her and Taeyeon. She eyed Taeyeon's fierce determination, noticing that the taller girl (they switched bodies, remember? :P Tiffany is Taller!) was indeed serious.   "Besides, Sunny has Hyomin. I'm not letting you go, Miyoung." Taeyeon continued, swiftly kissing Tiffany's cheek before leaving the room.    "Oh my god..." Tiffany whispered in English, touching her cheek gingerly. Her heart was pumping wildly in her chest, her adrenaline high from Taeyeon's speech and actions.    She slumped back on her bed, pulling her pillow closer. Taeyeon's words repeated in her mind, as she closed her eyes to think.   "Whether I like it or not, I'm falling in love... With her."   ---------------------------------   Meanwhile, in the YoonYul room, the two girls were both lying on their bed, afraid to wake up.   They were both awake, but neither of them wanted to get up first, since they had the fear of meeting each other.    Yoona gripped her pillow tightly, clasping her Rilakkuma bear in her hands. She didn't dare to turn over and look at Yuri. The tension in the air was making her feel sheepish, something she never felt with Yuri before.   On the other hand, Yuri was lying on her side grabbing her Mickey Mouse stuff toy, thinking anxiously about the things she wanted to say. She was aware of the awkwardness in the room, and wanted to stay in bed a little more before facing Yoona.