Back at Taeyeon’s house.

“Just come in.” Taeyeon answered the door. Since when did mom knock the door?

“Hey, umm. Yoon…Tae.”

It’s her dad, who managed to surprise her as he never talked to her or paid her much attention. It looked like he just came back from the hospital after visiting her sick mother.

Furrowing her eyebrows, she sat back against the headboard of her bed to get comfortable, feeling odd that her father is talking to her when Yoona’s not home.

When her dad sat down, his eyes immediately laid upon Tiffany and curled his fist to his mouth to muffle a cough. “Tiffany, could you excuse….”

“No.” said Taeyeon in a stern tone. “She is staying. Anything about me, you can trust her.”

Tiffany looked at her, feeling grateful, but still uneasy on whether she should be in the middle of something that seemed private. However, her nerves were eased when Taeyeon

Mr. Im nodded slightly and looked away for a moment before looking back at the two friends sitting on the bed. “How was last night? Did you guys have fun?”

“Sure. Cut the crap why don’t you tell us why you are here?” Taeyeon said without a care, startling Tiffany how distanced the father and daughter are.

“It seemed like you did. I could hear you guys’ laughter and the things you won; I assume.” Mr. Im told her, looking at the stuffed animals lined up on the bed.

“How grateful I am that you didn’t interrupt us.”

"May I ask how did you two met each other?" Mr. Im is being surprisingly calm and gentle in the way he is speaking. Which appeared very odd to Taeyeon, as she either get the harsh words or the cold shoulder treatment. Maybe once or twice, he would talk to her in a normal voice when Yoona was around. But never was he this gentle.

Well this is new. Did I wake up at the wrong side of the world? Taeyeon thought to herself. "She is my classmate...seatmate to be exact. Why are you asking this? Don't tell me you care about who I am friends with?"

"Oh? I see." Mr. Im smiled at her for the first time, "What about that Chanyeol boy?"

That name raised more than eyebrow, it made Taeyeon sit up from her position, realizing something was off. "I don't even talk wi.... What the ? How did you know about him and why are you suddenly so interested in what's going on with me?"

"You don't talk with him anymore? That’s good. Well Tiffany is a very good girl, you will do fine with her. You know you never behaved like your age. You are smart, really smart for your age. But this cold front you always put up...whatever this is that you are surrounding yourself with. I thought it's quite interesting. I expected you to be scared when we adopted you. Angry or sad, perhaps. But you were none of those things, you weren't happy either nor did you complain. Although you had lost your memories, you still seem like nothing had happened, as if you have started a new life. Almost like, you wanted this. Maybe this is all a side effect of the trauma you went through...but, judging from the situation right now, you are very well off. Graduated and even landed a job. It’s good that you will finally be gone and let this family breathe a bit. And to tell you the truth, we shouldn’t have adopted you. Not without any benefits, but that stubborn wife of mine had to… "

"Did I not say cut the crap? I wanted a father yes, it benefited me. But that’s the past, I come to terms that I don’t need you. Why tell me these things that I already know again?"

“Because I thought you were too young to understand, but it looks like I am right about you…or it is right about you.” Mr. Im took out a notebook before continuing, "Plus Yoona was here, I didn't want her to misunderstand us more and cause me to set a bad example."

Taeyeon looked confused. “What’s it? Yoona to misunderstand what? Can you stop talking in nonsense??”

Mr. Im looked down as if searching for words to continue, "To be honest, I am quite happy that you have this cold front it makes my job and your future easier. Anyways, here. Perhaps this will make things a bit clearer.” He handed her the notebook. “I foun