"Darn it," Taeyeon silently cursed. She hopped, trying to put her red high heels on quickly. Her initial plan to be 'fashionably late' to the reunion backfired, and there she was, almost an hour late, hopping out of her car to get her shoe on her foot. Holding a red clutch on her left hand, she pushed the car door close with her hip hurriedly. Once she was done with her shoes, she let out a breath of relief, putting on a calm expression whilst walking towards the front door of the restaurant.   Taeyeon passed the huge restaurant often on her way to the airport, knowing it as the newest and biggest restaurant her high school hoobae Yoona owned. As a curator of one of the most well-known Art Studio in South Korea her work required her to travel a lot, finding new artists and pieces to showcase. She had gone to a lot of fancy events, hotels, and restaurants, but somehow she felt slightly underdressed for the occasion in her strapless little black dress and red heels. Her right hand combed her platinum blonde hair, still not used to the short length.   The maitre'd held the door open for her with a bright smile, and she returned it shyly. "Um, I'm here for the reunion?" she asked, didn't know why she stuttered.   "The reunion is in the ballroom, Miss," he gestured with his left hand at the door about ten feet away. "Would you like me to accompany you?"   She rejected the offer politely, thinking that she must be an idiot if she didn't know where the ballroom was when it was really near to where she was standing.   In front of the ballroom door, she took a couple seconds to check her lips with her phone, making sure she did it perfectly in her haste before. With a deep breath she pushed the door open, and a familiar song she heard a lot years ago took her back to high school was played by a live band. Even through the loud music the chattering sound was still loud – it was after all an all-female high school reunion.   "Excuse me."   Taeyeon looked to her left and found a beautiful brunette smiling sweetly at her.   "Are you here for the reunion?"   The voice was really familiar for her, but she couldn't for the life of her remember who she was. "Uh, yes."   "Please check in and wear this nametag," the woman smiled again, and Taeyeon was beyond curious who this woman was.   While writing down her name on the guest book, Taeyeon glanced at the nametag the woman wore, which read 'Irene', and for once she couldn't remember any Irene in her high school days. When she was finished with her tag, the woman gasped at her name.   "Taeyeon-sunbaenim?! Omo, I didn't recognize it's you!"   Taeyeon was startled, but also glad there was indeed something familiar with this Irene person.   "It's me, Joohyun! Wendy's girlfriend?"   "Wendy...?" the memories slowly came back, and the image of a certain Korean-Canadian with a jet black hair who followed her around asking for a duet together came up. "Oh, that Wendy! Omo, I totally didn't recognize you with that hair, Joohyun-ah!"   "Me too! You looked really young with that short hair, sunbaenim."   Taeyeon's hand instinctively came up to comb her new hair, grinning like a child. She remembered her hoobae, who baked cookies for her and her friends often. "So are you here with Wendy?"   "She's here, but we're not together," Taeyeon saw the bright smile faltered from Joohyun's face, but brightened a second later when she continued, "I'm with Seulgi now."   "Seulgi? Kang Seulgi? That track and field star athlete?!"   Joohyun nodded, smiling brightly at her, just like she did years ago. She was already a senior when Wendy, Joohyun, and Seulgi enrolled, but she was not close with the latter. She did, however, saw the news of her hoobae's national achievement, and couldn't be more proud.   The two separated after exchanging their numbers, promising to catch up after the reunion over lunch.   With a drink in one hand, and a nametag awkwardly pasted on her left chest, she observed the ballroom. Memorable pictures were pasted around the walls, and she took the time to look at them one by one, meeting old friends along the way.   She laughed at the memories on the pictures, enjoying the shock on her friends' faces at her new look, not forgetting to exchange numbers with some of them.   The evening was really enjoyable so far, and she was glad she decided to come at the last moment. She was afraid that her past would come back to haunt her, but so far, she could only remember the good things and moments she shared with her school mates, reminding herself that she was not as lonely as she thought she was.   Taeyeon was on her third glass of wine when she finished looking at the pictures, and when she looked up, she saw some familiar faces of the ones who once made her high school proud hanging on the ceiling: Hyoyeon, Yuri, Seulgi, Wendy, and… herself?!   The picture was of her holding a microphone, singing her heart out with eyes closed. Taeyeon frowned, not having any recollection of such picture taken while she was singing. Aside from her old red dress, she couldn't remember anything else.   "Remember that performance?"   The familiar voice sent a familiar throb on her chest, and Taeyeon didn't need to look back to see the owner of such voice.   "I remember one thing," the voice continued, and Taeyeon gulped, feeling a presence closing in on her right. "I remember you silenced the whole auditorium when you reached that final note flawlessly."   Taeyeon looked to her side, and felt her heart went up to .   "You looked as beautiful as you were, Taengoo."   It took Taeyeon a few seconds to really take in the person before her, as she had grown more beautiful than she last saw her. "I..."   Lee Soonkyu smiled, and for a second there Taeyeon lost her voice, not knowing what to do.   "Are you really that surprised to see me?"   The smile broke into chuckles and Taeyeon couldn't handle being there a second more. "I-I need to go to the bathroom!"   #   The water she splashed on her face felt like a slap – and maybe that's exactly what she needed after meeting Sunny. Before she agreed to come to the reunion, she called Yoona – since she was the host – to make sure she wouldn't meet the now short-haired girl. The restaurant empress assured her that Sunny RSVP'd No to the invitation. She made a mental note to choke her hoobae later.   She didn't want to meet Sunny – well part of her did, just to see if she was well – as it reminded her of every foolish mistake she made after graduating high school. It took her a couple years to get her together and be the person she was today, and she didn't want to relapse. She palmed her face, hearing her heart beat fastening just from the thought.   "I want you to make sure the stalls are clean in case any of our customers vomited." The bathroom to the women's bathroom opened, and two women came in, one was a familiar person.   "Yoona!”   Yoona’s eyes darted at the woman in front of the sink counter, eyes widening at how she looked – short hair and water dripping from her face. There were too many to question in one picture, so she settled with: "Taeyeon-unnie! You made it here!"   "Yoona I'm gonna kill you!!"   Without further warning, T