Until the Very End of Me

        The fire was getting closer.
      Tiffany glanced back at it for a second, the yellow and orange flames mirrored in her black pupils.
    Her hand was trembling like a dry leaf in the wind but she just went on and on. No fan will be left without a signature today. She was determined. If the fire was to burn them up, burn them all up today, she was not going to leave her work undone.
    Another fan and another signature given out.
    The next person that came to her looked familiar.
    Very, very familiar. She looked to her side, and Taeyeon sat there but when she looked up at the fan, she knew it was also Taeyeon. She smiled her dorky grin at her, still carefree and full of life, unlike the Taeyeon's smile that sat next to Tiffany.
"Hi!" Taeyeon greeted Tiffany.
"Hi," Tiffany was drawn in by her eyes. "Where is the fire?"
"I'm sorry?"
    Tiffany looked behind herself again. The fire was still there, nearing them. She could feel the smoldering heat.
"I can't see it, where's the fire in your eyes?"
"Oh, it's in there, believe me. Mine is still inside," she clenched her hand into a fist and put in on her heart. "It seems... yours has... escaped. It's going to reach you soon."
    Tiffany was unbelievably scared.
"Taeyeon-ah," she was almost crying now, "will you stay with me?"