"So," Tiffany had been saying, a faint trace of a cute, really cute giggle in her voice,"you know? About...him?"

"What? Who? When? Where?" another had piped up. Taeyeon.

It had been more than five minutes when Tao had heard his name mentioned. He perked up, shocked. What the heck? 

"OHHHHH! So you mean...Tao?!" Taeyeon. Again.

By this time, Tao was more than a little annoyed. However, despite the annoyance, he was fangirlboy-ing. Tiffany had said so many things that must've been him.

"YES!" a girlish timbre echoed. Tao felt his face growing warmer and warmer with every second.

"So you..." Taeyeon began, then suddenly became quiet. "Did you hear that?"

"What?" Tiffany sounded baffled. "Hear what?"

Tao's already swollen eyes doubled in size. Dang... He looked uncertainly from the stall doors to the exit. What now?

"Wait a second, I'm gonna go out and check," one of the girls whispered. Tao didn't know which one it was, but he didn't care: he pushed open the door and ran as fast as his long legs would carry him just as a head of wispy brown hair emerged from the middle stall.

He collapsed in a dark hallway, breathless. Am I dreaming? Did that really happen? 

Tao crinkled his almond eyes and covered his face. Despite himself, he felt a smirk etch itself onto his features.