Chapter 1

"I like your eyes, full of me, it hides the dark times and wounds."

“Hi, Taeyeon,” Tiffany greets the petite blonde girl who sits on the floor, in the middle of the room she just entered. The latter does not seem to hear her greeting, keeping all her focus on the sketchbook on her lap.

This is not the first time Tiffany does not receive any attention from Taeyeon when she enters the same room. Every time, Taeyeon has her sketchbook with her, she never pays attention to anything around her. Tiffany smiles bitterly as she continues her steps to approach the blonde. She taps her shoulder softly, trying not to scare her. A soft gasp is heard as Taeyeon turns her head.

“Hi!” She smiles widely once she finds out that it is Tiffany who is in her room. “How are you?”

“I’m good. Thanks for asking. How are you, Taeyeon?” answers Tiffany as she beams her eye smile at Taeyeon.

Taeyeon doesn’t answer immediately. Instead, she takes her time and stays silent for a while, trying to understand her feelings. “I’m happy to see you,” She finally answers with a dorky grin plastered on her face. Tiffany smiles wider as she sees the twinkles in Taeyeon’s eyes. She loves to see how much the blonde seems so happy whenever she sees her.

Tiffany then takes a seat beside Taeyeon, peeking at the sketchbook on the latter’s lap. “What are you drawing?”

Taeyeon takes her time again to answer Tiffany’s question. Shifting her gaze from the eye-smile girl to the sketchbook in her hands, she frowns at her own drawings and Tiffany knows Taeyeon’s mood has changed. “The same. The usual,” she answers, gloomily, no more twinkles in her eyes.

Tiffany knows what it means, it is not the first time she has seen the drawing: five people in a room, the all four are laying on the floor while the last one stands up, crying. She takes the sketchbook from Taeyeon’s laps and closes it. “Taeyeon,” she calls out softly.

The latter shifts her attention back to Tiffany and smiles again as the shine in her eyes come back. “Yes?”

Tiffany grins along. It is enough for her to see the twinkles in Taeyeon’s eyes every time they are together. “Let’s go to the recreation room,” she states softly as she takes Taeyeon’s hand while standing up.

Taeyeon looks at their intertwined hands and notices the ring on Tiffany’s finger. “I still wonder why we have same rings.”

Tiffany gulps but she manages to compose herself, smiling once again to Taeyeon. “What if I tell you these are couple rings?”

Taeyeon chortles at the question but then grins widely. “You are crazy, doctor!”

Both girls get out of the room and walk to the recreation room, leaving the two guys who keep their eyes on them.

“Is it true that Taeyeon is Dr. Hwang’s fiancée?”

“It is. They were about to get married when Taeyeon’s family was murdered.”

“Poor Taeyeon.”

“Poor Dr. Hwang, too.”