Yoona stared at her ceiling. She still could not sleep.

Her thoughts wandered off to her small conversation with Taecsu, Taecyeon’s brother. It was a comfortable one. But the conversation made her realise, that she was not the wierd/awkward one between her and Taecyeon. It was the other. Taecyeon , perhaps, could not talk to her.

Maybe there was something wrong with her. Maybe there was something he did not like about her. She found herself feeling slightly jealous of Hyesung because she shared a close bond with Taecyeon. She found herself wishing that she would, too, share such a close bond with him.

But at the rate things were progressing, it was highly unlikely.

Yoona tossed in her bed again.

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Taecyeon stared at his ceiling. He still could not sleep.

It was the first time he had been honest with his feelings. It was the first time he admitted to have such feelings. It was the first time he had voiced his feelings.

After his confession with Taecsu, the two brothers did not say anything. More so, they were unable to come up with anything to say.

Taecyeon remembered the first time he saw Yoona, the photograph of hers. He had developed a form of a crush. He felt like a teenager. Her beauty, her simplicity, her innocence was flowing. Even if it only was a simple picture. A simple picture of her, in a simple dress with a simple smile.

There was nothing over the top about her. And that was one of the main reason he had developed the little crush.

The real feeling hit him when he first saw Yoona. They did not speak. They did not look at each other for a mere few seconds. They did not sit next to each other. And other those few seconds, they were not even in the same room.

But those few seconds was enough for Taecyeon to feel his emotions erupt.