Taeyeon never believed what other people said that night was the time when you think the most. But now she was thinking about everything that had happened earlier. Questions ran through her mind.

How would she actually help Baekhyun?

Can Baekhyun actually fulfill everything he wants to do?

Does he have a deadline?

Would she be like that too?

How could Chanyeol take this so easily?

She sat up, frustrated, and pulled at her hair. She stood up and walked in circles, hand still pulling at her hair. She threw herself at her bed and sighed. I wonder what Baekhyun is doing right now. She thought.

She wished Baekhyun didn’t have to die. She wished he lived a happy life, not expecting to die anytime. But, if he hadn’t died, she wouldn’t be able to meet him, she wouldn’t be able to talk to him so normally (though it wasn’t normal). So maybe it was better this way.

Her selfish thoughts were interrupted with a knock on her door. She lifted her head up and glanced at the door.  No one would knock at her door at this time. Her parents would be fast asleep right now.

Good thing her bedroom door was once the front door because there was a peep hole there. She started to sit up slowly, then quietly tiptoeing to the door. She looked at the peep hole, her right eye met a pair of eyes staring back at her. Her head jerked back with her heart racing. She knew the owner of those eyes. She sank down on the floor, her heart racing. She closed her eyes and clutched at her chest. She calmed down for a moment only to panick again when she realized that Baekhyun was there. She immediately opened the d