It was 12:20 in the midnight, a usual night for the girl named Kim taeyeon. Sitting outside the Mcdonalds, feeling the cool breeze of the wind, holding her strawberry ice cream. Watching those cars sweep before her eyes could even capture the momentum of those vehicles racing at the speed of light. I don't know, but she always say that it excites her everynight by hearing the sound of it; and I find it quite weird tho, she just does that all- day  night - routine and doesn't even get any less tired of it.

She's this some peculiar girl, I must say. But there's this thing inside of her; that me, myself couldn't even explain. I dont know what it is but it attracts me.