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In the previous chapter:

“Well? You said it, She’s a friend”

 “Friend? Ok, I get it. She’s with you every time she’s free. But the other girls are here… Taeyeon talked to me…. OMG ISY!!” Kevin was shaking his friend by the shoulder as she was trying to come up with a plan in her mind.

“We’re friends since we were young. I thought I told you that before! I just found out that she used to be a singer in a group recently…” Oops… a bad move… Kevin stopped shaking her and took a deep breath,

 “WHERE DO YOU LIVE IN?!”

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The girls were having fun. It has been so long since they were bonding together. The girls being busy with their schedules & Jessica with her own company. The fun went on until Hyoyeon asked Jessica,

“Sica! How did you get this VIP room for us?” Jessica placed her empty glass on the table and cleared ,

“Well, it’s all thanks to a friend. She got this for us.” She smiled and refilled her glass with red wine. After that, the girls went back to their chitchats while Taeyeon kept staring at the smiling princess. Jessica caught her staring and tilted her head a bit, “Something wrong, Taeng?”

Taeyeon shook her head and stood up, walking towards the door while saying “I’ll use the bathroom” so quietly but Yuri managed to catch it.

Taeyeon’s POV

As soon as I was out of the room, I kept looking around. I actually didn’t bother to cover my face. I thought that maybe she didn’t recognize me earlier because of my idol-life cover ups. I also don’t know why I want her to remember me. I’m sure I could just forget about it. I mean, she’s just a one-night thing… But still… There’s something pulling me and all I know is, I’m going crazy because of it.

I walked to the dance floor, nothing changed. Well, yeah, I’ve been visiting this club every chance possible. And yet again, I don’t know why.

I kept walking to where my legs would take me. Soon then, I found myself in front of her. I stared at her as she was cleaning one of the glasses. Hold on, I thought she was a customer? But it doesn’t matter to me. I felt my legs go super weak as if they were going to give up on me… all of that just because she tilted her head back a little and stared back at me. I was already feeling high. I can see moving but I can’t hear anything. So I took this chance to get closer,

“Pardon me?” I took a seat on one of the stools in front of her and leaned on my elbows on the bar table. She smiled again and placed the glass she was cleaning back to the shelves. And then, she copied my move and leaned forward.

“I said, do you want anything to drink?” Good thing I caught that. I was so into admiring her face instead of giving her my full attention. I swear I could feel her breath hitting my face. I can't focus anymore. My eyes are looking straight through her dark blue ones. It’s like they’re telling a story. Once again, I totally forget about her q