The distance was only a metre away. After all these years, finally, the distance between them was only a metre away. How many years? Since they were apart? Since they were going separate ways? To be exact, since the woman left him.

Wearing a midi dress, she looked exactly like years ago when they were spending fall together at his home. But she looked much different too at the same time. For now, the dress was in peanut colour, somehow it matched her brunette hair, but so far from her years ago who was in bright pink dress, she loved pink that time, so much that he dyed his hair for her, now pink was not in her list anymore, not anymore because everytime she looked at pink colour, it always led to him. She was having that cute bangs too that time, hiding her forehead, making her looks much younger, matched her beautiful smile. But now, she looked… he was too afraid to pick one word to describe.

Mature?

No bangs.

No bright pink color.

No smile, although she was still so damn beautiful. He could only hope he could see her smile, how her eyes went smaller. She smiles not only with lips, but with those beautiful eyes.

And him? He was exactly the same, wearing suit and suit only. With his broad shoulder, those glasses hiding his eyes, but somehow they highlighted those beautiful eyes, and those lips, they tried so hard to produce a word, but there was nothing came out of them. So he only did what his lips could do: kissed the wine glass, sipped it down. Because who else to kiss?

They were in that game, whatever game we might call. Staring game? Beautiful eyes’ contest?

“Long time no see, Steph,” finally, that deep husky voice.

She almost got shivered. Almost.

“It’s Tiffany. My name is Tiffany,” she cut him off. Because no way she allowed him to call her that way. After what he did, what he said, and what they’d been going through, no way she allowed him to call her with that name, Stephanie.

“Oh, long time no see, Tiffany Hwang… Or should I go with Tiffany Young?”

There was that moment again, because she did not know how to address him. One she could recall was Baby, she used to call him Baby, Baby Tabi. Or even, she used to call him y, she addressed him y Tabi, this one came out in times she undressed him, in bed.

But those were coming from years ago. Before everything, a lot of things happened between them, making the distance went even further and further, over the continents.

“It is good to finally see you again,” he said again, because Tiffany decided to mum.

Tiffany cannot say the same, so she just bowed at him. “Glad you are fine, sunbaenim,” ouch, she went with that again.

Seunghyun chuckled. So, it was not from the start, it was way much before the start line. “We both know, we passed that phase, did not we? I told you to not call me sunbaenim, ever since that time, when was that? 2012? 2013?”

“I guess, times did it, don’t you think?” she said as she did not leave that stare, his stare. “Sorry, how to call you again?” she asked as she faked her smile. No eye-smile when she was faking. Although, he would pay million bucks for that eye-smile.

He smirked. Yes, he did. That beautiful face smirked. “Anything you used to call me, long time ago. Seunghyun? Tabi? Oppa? Or Baby? Wait, is there anything I forgot to mention?”

With that, she stopped faking her smile.

“Wow, the audacity you are having. I am surprised but no surprise at all,” she responded. “You are Choi Seunghyun, after all.”

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AN : Hello, TopFany's turn this time... :D