Alone in this slightly wide room unlike always

It’s over, guess it’s over

The story that we made went in vain

Fell apart this easily

One mistake, got a one regret

“No one’s perfect”

Even if I tried saying that,

Whatever I do, the wounds can’t heal

I’m going to embark on a time machine

If I would be able to go meet you again

I wouldn’t ask for more

Before it becomes a distant fleeting memory

I need a time machine oh

Anxious.

Just that one words filled Taeyeon’s heart. The conversation between her and Jiwoong yesterday kept repeating inside her mind.

‘Where are you now?’

“SM’s studio oppa, wae?”

‘Are you in the middle of recording?’

“Yeah, it’s for Taetiseo’s upcoming album.”

‘When do you finish then?’

“Erm, maybe in thirty minutes. Why oppa? You make me curious.”

‘Yeah… I have something important to tell you. Can you come home?’

“Too tired to even think about that.” She sighs, “Beside, I have early schedule tomorrow.”

‘What if… It relates to Jiyong?’

“What do you mean?”

‘Just… come as soon as you have time. You need to see this sis.’

“Do you want to see me breaking down again for that guy?”

‘I’m having a mehboong right now. And if you won’t come, you’ll have that mehboong for the rest of your life.’

His voice seems so determine to make her come home.

And it’s not the usual Jiwoong for Taeyeon to recognize.

Because it related to Kwon Jiyong, which his brother loathe the most.

It grew her curiosity. Though she already made promises to herself to leave anything about Kwon Jiyong, his brother’s last words beaten all of it. Fortunately, her schedule finished rather quickly. So she could go straight from the company to Jeonju. She even re-arrange her schedule for the next day. Said, there’s something important matter in Jeonju, so she has to settle it soon. Reluctantly, her manager unnie agree.

Seohyun and Tiffany had eyeing her curiously all day, even from the very beginning. She seemed so off. She didn’t pay much attention to the producer, she didn’t laugh when Fany made a joke with her, she responded shortly to seohyun’s words, and she bought herself strong coffee Americano.

The latter was the oddest.

Because Taeyeon hates strong coffee.

It was Jiyong’s thing.

After that, Fany knew. Jiyong was responsible to her best girl’s oddness.

Smart girl.

Taeyeon had lost her focus.

After all, who wouldn’t?

Somehow, her brother’s words awakened her hope. Thou her mind was strongly against her decision, she chose to listen to her heart. Even after she said her goodbye to Jiyong at Dolce Vita, she still has this warm feeling swarming her heart. If she weren’t ready to gamble before, now she was.

She has nothing to lose.

Anymore.

Because after her last goodbye to Jiyong, she let all the tiny hope gone with the cold wind.

That made her have nothing. She already lost everything.

Tear fell down on her cheek.

Followed by another tears, and another, and another…

Until she found her sobbing muffled the song she played inside the car.

*

The time I’m passing by alone is too slow

This mistake’s punishment is too heavy

The words that you last left

Up to now is replaying continuously

My heart still hurts

Just one mistake, just one regret

It’s selfish but it’s because I love you

Kim Elder Residence

Jeounju, North Jeolla

“I’m sorry if I drag you to this hellish circle again.”

“Shoot, oppa. It’s my choice anyway.”

“I don’t know what how will you handle this, but… You have to know this.”

Those two sibling sat in the living room. Anxiety written all over their faces. Jiwoong held brown envelope in his hand. His eyes set to his sister’s worried eyes. He knew how she suffered from all of this media havoc. Worst, he knew how she broken she was when Jiyong left. Jiyong is Taeyeon’s half. He witnessed how her eyes become dull, how her smile become lifeless and fake. How she silently cried all night after the other fell asleep.

He knew it all.

So, he chose to tell Taeyeon.

Hoping it will bring back her happiness.

“I was cleaning up my drawer when I found these photos.” Jiwoong began to talk whilst opening the brown envelope in his hand.

“Whose photos?”

“Me and Jiyong”

“And so?” Taeyeon asked confused.

“These photos were taken at the same date with