Hyoyeon's POV:-

I stood infront of Yoona's house for quite sometimes, not willing to go inside. The flashback from the party came back to me, again. Her house looked the same except the decorations that were done that evening. Without wasting a moment longer, I opened the enormous gate and walked inside. As soon as I rang the doorbell, a young girl, who looked just a few years older than me, wearing a maids uniform, opened the door.

''How can I help you?'' she asked slowly.

''Is...Yoona home? I am one of her classmate'' I said, not mentioning my name.

''Please come inside'' she said and stepped aside. I went in and stood by the door.

''Who is it?'' I heard someone and saw a tall lady, coming down the stairs in a hurry. I knew it was Yoona's mother, though I never met her before.

''Who are you?'' she asked me politely as soon as she noticed me.

''I am Yoona's classmate, I came here to give her some important paperworks from school'' I explained.

''But she is not home dear, she went out with her father a while ago but you can wait in her room, she will be back in an hour. I am getting late for my meeting, make yourself at home'' she said and left in a hurry.

Yoona's mother was so nice, why can't Yoona be more like her? '

''This way please'' the maid said and I followed her.

The maid took me up to the big marble stairscase, to her room which was on the second floor at the end of the hall and excused herself. Her room wasn't hard to find as the words 'YOONA' was written in big pink letters on top of her door. I slowly opened her door and went inside, a sweet smell caught my nose. Her room was more than I had imagined it would be. There was a queen size round bed on the right side of the room, right in the middle with white curtains on three sides. The whole room was painted with baby pink colors, the two large windows had beautiful curtains too and beside one of the window, hanging on the wall was a big framed picture of Yoona and her family. The bedside table had a picture of Yoona's friend, including Baekhyun. The room had two doors and I was curious what they lead to. I opened the first door which was right beside her bed and it was the bathroom, which was bigger than my own bedroom, with a big bathtub, shower and a handshower. The second door was a walk-in closet with sliding door, which was as big as her room with lots of expensive dresses, handbags, shoes, Jewellery, makeups and perfumes. I looked around the room with wide-eyes and wondered how it would feel to live in a room like this. I c