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Taeyeon's POV

I sat by the river, trying to clear my mind, as if finding answers, where were my family?, oh right. I never had one, I have been alone for almost half of my life multiplied to two. I never caught a glimpse of my father, I never heard my mother's voice, I never touched my siblings, no, not at all. I'm sick and tired of being alone, 5 years, i've been waiting for a family, 5 years I always wished for one, 5 years of agonizing family days.

Where were they? Oh right, of course no one knows, not even their own daugter knows. I closed my eyes feeling the cool breeze brush through my face. It feels refreshing, I feel accompanied, I feel.. alone. I chuckled to myself, alone seems to be my favorite word. It has always been my favorite word, yet, it is also the word I hate the most.

For 43829 hours, I built a wall around my heart and my mind that restricted therapists, psychologists, friends and possible foster families from going inside. That's why they always left me, no one lasted for a month, just like my parents.

My parents left me 43829 hours after seeing the world, so why would these people stay for me? Of course they wouldn't, not even my parents stayed.

"Excuse me?" A voice rang inside my head, must be my inner conscience, but no. It was a voice, a girl's voice to be exact. I opened my eyes and looked at her innocently. Well she was a gorgeous woman, smiling eyes, a cute nose, plump lips, s-lines, and a very fluffy .

"Uhm, May I sit beside you, if you won't mind." She asked shyly, tucking some hair strands behind her ear.

I hummed in response, I'm never the talkative social butterfly type. I'm a taciturn, someone reserved, someone uncommunicative in speech, i'm not mute, I just don't like talking.

"Cold night." I heard the woman beside me speak, I was in the middle of talking to myself, missy. I shrugged my shoulders and she giggled.

"You're very quiet." She said, I heaved a sigh, not bothering to respond.

"I'm Tiffany Hwang." She reached out her hand for me to shake, I just looked at it, but then, I saw her puppy eyes. For the first time in my entire life, I felt my heart skip a beat, the weird thing is, to a stranger, moreover, a girl. I shook her hand then looked away immediately.

"What's your name?" she asked. I closed my eyes then sighed, no one asks for my name, If someone even asked for it, it was a therapist or Yuri, my imaginary friend.

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[61360;]

I became friends with the girl I met 2 years ago. I meet her here on the same bench and place every Sunday, since it's the only free time she has. Tiffany was rich, everything you imagine yourself with is her. She was perfect, or that's what I want to think.

I looked at my watch and it showed 6 pm, I frowned, Tiffany was late, she has never been late for the past 2 years, if she was going to be late, she'll send me a message, but no, I didn't receive any, today. I shrugged, maybe she was caught up on a traffic.

Ah, you must be wondering why I was this close to Tiffany. What happened to the wall I built?. It was destroyed, Tiffany penetrated through it, the feelings I had for her also grew, I tried to stop it but.. it was no use so I just let it grow.

Spending time with her brought the best out of me, I was never the reserved one anymore, foster families liked me more although I keep on declining their offers. I became a social butterfly at some period in time but I learned to control it, Tiffany changed me in a good way.

And now i'm scared of what might happen to me when she decides to leave me.

Which she did.

17531 hours of friendship was nothing to her, I guess, because in the end, she left me too. Just like what my parents did.

43829 and 17531 are relevant numbers to me.

It's the number of hours when someone really important to me left me.