I threw myself on bed, I threw the red leather jacket carelessly.

My chest still feels very claustrophobic after the incident a few hours earlier I had seen.

I cover my face with a pillow, trying to make no one knows what has happened to me, so that others do not know how fragile I am.

I know I’m weak. Actually what I expect?

I too adore her, too fond of her until I had collapsed and was hit by a barrage of injuries.

The whiny girl, sweet girl and graceful.

Yes, the girl who I love and I always watch it now has turned.

She returned to the figure of the prince that she might desire.

, remember that, tears trickling back.

My eyes are swollen, irregular breath.

Tiffany, you've made a mess of my life back after you order it neat-tidy.

I looked at my face crumpled front of the mirror.

Maybe this time this mirror is only the silent witness who knows everything about me.

I'm love Tiffany too much, but why is she doing this to me?

Choi Siwon, perfect namja in the eyes of all the girls.

He often makes Tiffany cry and knees before him.

But now?

only with a smile and fake promises, he can grab my Tiffany's that easy?

Tiffany, the one I hopes and expect.

It turns out she did not ever think of me there.

Then what is the meaning of embrace it? Sweet words that she spoke every morning to wake me up?

Are you just playing with me, Tiffany-ah?