Here comes a two-part Sooyoung's adventure in compensation of me being too lazy to update nowadays. These will be the last of Soo in this story, by the way. ;)

Enjoy!

Sooyoung POV

        --- College of Business, Mid-term Examinations Topnotcher: Rank 1 Choi, Sooyoung ---

So it really is just that easy, huh?

Hmm. If Yuri or Yoong are still around, probably I'll never get a chance to grab the top spot. Well, you know the former's already dead and the other, just dropped out. Those s sure gave me an easy battle this time.

But then I guess this will be enough for my father to stop on ranting at me for not doing anything for my own life.

"Congratulations, dude." Yoong, or Yuri, or Yoong... ughh damn hell, whoever he is now, greeted me as I arrived at the campus' parking lot.

"Thanks."

"Congrats, Soo!!!" Tiffany jumped out from the car and gave me a warm hug. "I am so proud of you!" Well, yes, the old cheerful Tiffany is back.

She then broke away and went to hug Yoong... Yuri... ughh whatever. "But you only grabbed that top spot though because my Yuri here dropped from class this semester." She then looked at me confidently. "He's gonna kick your next year."

I smirked, "Tiff, I probably graduated from college already by then. Remember this is already my senior year and you both stopped schooling?"

"Oh..." And she became gloomy in a very cutely way. Sure, I really do miss this kind of Tiffany.

"Hey, cheer up." Yoong/Yuri/whatever cupped her face with his hands. "I love that silly, stupid you though."

"Yah!" She playfully slapped his chest and they both shared laughter afterwards.

"Guys, enough of this. You're making me feel awful with your cheesiness." I snapped.

Tiffany giggled as she broke away from their hug. "Sorry, Soo-Soo. Anyway, how about we celebrate your finally-functioning brain, somewhere else then?"

Yoong/Yuri/whatever chuckled, "And that's somewhat accurate."

"Yah! Shut up, you two! Let's just get out of here."

"Yay!" She cheered. "I'm gonna call Sica and Tae to come join us." She pulled out her phone and started to text someone.

And with that, Yoong and I exchanged glances. For the past two weeks, ever since Tiffany woke up in the hospital, she has been telling us that Jessica and Taeyeon have been visiting her almost every day. And that's somewhat impossible though. Yoong, Sunny, and I are always there visiting her even until she got out and we never saw even a little shadow of those two.

"Now, that's weird. Why aren't they responding?" she mumbled.

Yoong/Yuri poked her on the forehead. "And the only possible reason why is they're two of your imaginary friends again."

"Yah." She pouted cutely while rubbing her forehead. "Why aren't you believing me? I thought you love me?"

He grinned at her. "But yeah, I do." He pinched her both cheeks.

"Hmph!" She swatted his hands away. "Let's just go. I'm starving." She sighed then went inside the car.

"Aren't you too much enjoying yourself, Yoong-Yuri-whatever?" I snapped as I went closer to him.

"No, I don't."

"Just to remind you, I never signed up for this. I can accept your lie about you acting as her baby's father but not this. Not on you playing as Yuri."

"I know, okay. I know. You don't have to remind me that."

"You're supposed to take this as lame as you could be. But, now what? You're overdoing it. That will just make everything worse."

"Look. I know what I'm doing." He started to walk for the driver's seat.

"No you're not."

He stopped halfway and returned a look on me. "I want to see her smile again. Do you get it?"

He went closer. "I missed her smiles. I missed her cheerful self. It wouldn't hurt if we just play with her for a little while. I'll just figure a way out afterwards."

"Oh yeah? Even if it means the real you becoming erased completely from her mind in time?"

"..."

"Yoong, we do know that'll be the consequence."

"Hey, what are you two waiting for?" Tiffany suddenly snapped as she popped her head out from the car's window.

"Coming!" we both shouted.

He then looked at me and concluded, "If that's the case, I'll be alright with it." He smiled bitterly, "It's my fault Yuri-hyung's dead, anyway."

And for some reason, that's what really happened. Tiffany never remembered Yoong or anything about him ever since she saw him as her old lover. It was like, Yoong, on her viewpoint, was completely merged into everyone else's part of her memories.

According to one psychiatrist we talked to, the wall between Tiffany's reality and imagination has been breached and that the leak from the latter side had replaced the ones on the former side, may not be partially but completely. To conclude, we are currently part of her imagination.

But to look at it deeper, Tiffany seemed to desire for this outcome. This was all inside her mind. Yuri being the one alive and Yoong... being the one dead instead. I guess, that is what she preferred to happen instead.

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As we arrived at one restaurant, Yoong/Yuri/whatever and I quickly ordered our usual meal for feast, a meal good for 16 persons. It was even in the objection of Tiffany, we already started divulging our food. She said we still have to wait for Taeyeon and Sica, but, nah, I'm sure if we do, we're just going to get starved even more. Well, knowing they're really inexistent.

"C'mon. C'mon. C'mon..." Tiffany mumbled as she was waiting for someone on the other line to answer her call.

"..."

"Finally, you answered!" she shouted which got me and Yoong to almost choke up from our food. "Bestie, you have to come here!... What?!... It's Sooyoung's celebration, silly!... What do you mean you can't go?!..."

She was not joking. She really is talking to someone and we can hear from this distance the faint female voice from the other line. Could it be... Could it really be Jessica...?

I gazed over Yoong. He seemed to be really nervous with his stiffness right now.

She continued, "Fine, I'll let you slip this time... Wait... No, no, this will just be short. Can you say hi to Yuri?... Well, he doesn't believe you're around, you know. Here." She forwarded her phone towards Yoong. "It's Jessica." she said.

Yoong looked at the phone in horror. Then, he slowly reached for it and placed it near his one ear. "H-he---"

"..."

"..."

"What?" I asked.

He put it away from his ear and just stared at its screen. I can see from my side that the name of the contact was Jessica Jung. It might be a new number of hers.

"What happened, Yuri-yah?" she asked, snapping him out of his thoughts.

He faked a smile and handed the phone back to her. "She hang up."

She returned a confused look at him. "But why would she? Did you do something to her?"

"Oh. No, nothing really. I ha