*Taeyeon's POV.

8/50

My Roommate from Hell

I help her out with the moving in. Driving around the city, collecting the necessary things, and even carrying some stuff after I found out how weak Jessica can actually be. It surprised me be a bit, considering that she’s slightly higher than I am, I guess we — shorties — are more determined when it comes to showing our strength (and overcompensating the fact how short we actually are…)

Glances now and then and sometimes hearing Jessica thanking me for the help, kind of gave me a second wind. That afternoon it felt like I’m on top of the world:

strong enough, fast enough, useful enough.

Please, don’t misunderstand it. I do feel alright in my own shoes. If I wouldn’t… well you wouldn’t see me running around my apartment , despite the curios and erted neighbors from across the street that sometimes come to their window to check me out. I don’t even feel shame because of it — it is my home and my right.

During the very first meeting, I in