Taeyeon's POV 

Work was done for the day so I hurriedly packed my things  because I would be sending Tiffany home .. . . which was our daily routine. 

"Pani, come on, lets go." I said as I stop in front of her table.

She was looking at me intently. It's like she wanted to tell me something, but she was contemplating if she would tell me head on. So I asked her. 

"Do you want to tell me something Pani ? You know you can tell me anything right? What is it? " 

"uhmmm . . T-tae ?." She stuttered.

"Yep??" 

"Can we, . . uhmm, Talk ?" 

"Sure! What is it Pani?"

"Can we talk in a more private place.? Let's go to the garden." 

"Sure." I told her.

Tiffany's POV

I'm sorry Tae. . but I need to do this. . . 

"TaeTae. I love you. Please be mine." I told her like how I practiced last night, but somehow, it made me feel like a teenage girl confessing to the one she loved for a very long time. It was making me all giddy inside.

She was utterly shock of the news. I knew already that she planned on confessing to me, but I needed to do it first. . . . . . all for my plan. 

"P-pani?! A-are you s-sure?" She was tearing up already. So I panicked a little. 

"Omo! TaeTae, why are you crying? Do you not love me too?" I pouted. Trying to melt her with it.

"You don't know how long I have waited for this Pani-ah.! Yes! I would be yours, I love you too, Tiffany Hwang!" She hugged me tightly, a different hug that sent shivers to my spine. I would be lying if I told you that I don't find this bestfriend of mine attractive. Our officemates would always look and drool over her. She may be small but she has that alluring Charisma in her, which draws anyone to her. But I always tell myself that I'm not one of them,. . . . . . . . .  . .  or so I thought.

Taeyeon's POV

Lies

I know . . . Everything that she is telling me now is a Lie. . .  a big Lie. 

The look on her eyes says so. . 

I'am not her bestfriend without a reason. . 

I could totally tell that she was up to something. . 

She want's me to take part of her Game. . .

She needed me in her game. . .

And i'm willing to play, because I know, that this is the Risk that I needed to take. . . . , to show her that I love her. . Even when I know that I'am used. .

But I needed to do it. . 

Afterall , this might be my last.