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Tiffany gave a frustrated sigh as she tossed her phone into her clutch purse. She had been trying to get hold of Taeyeon for the last hour and she wasn't answering any of Tiffany's calls or texts.

Tiffany grumbled to herself under her breath as she stood with her arms folded defensively outside the chic, and now empty, art gallery. She rolled her eyes and huffed as she finally decided to just get into her car and drive to Taeyeon's apartment to check on her.

This is how it was between them. Back and forth, up and down. Tiffany was always there to pick up the pieces that Taeyeon left shattered in her wake. Sometimes it was someone else's heart that Taeyeon had broken and sometimes, like this time, it was Taeyeon's own heart that was broken.

Tiffany shook her head and clicked her tongue as she drove to Taeyeon's place. The Seoul city lights zoomed past her in a blur as she contemplated what they had become to each other.

Taeyeon and Tiffany had met about ten years ago, back in high school. Taeyeon was that weird art student who was too broody and absorbed in her own drawings to even notice the world around her.

Tiffany, on the other hand, was very friendly and was well-liked by her classmates. She would always try to befriend Taeyeon but could barely get a "hello" from the emo yet seemingly shy girl for many years.

Things changed in their senior year when one day, while staying late to finish a school project, Tiffany saw Taeyeon walk down the hallway and decided to follow the enigmatic girl. She followed Taeyeon right up to the abandoned greenhouse near the baseball pitch and was shocked to find the tiny room full of the most beautiful drawings she had ever seen. Taeyeon was beyond talented and Tiffany felt privileged to even be able to look at her artworks.

Tiffany saw a change in Taeyeon that day, a change that had bonded them for the last ten years. Taeyeon wasn't angry at Tiffany for following her to that greenhouse, she actually seemed relieved, relieved that someone had taken an interest in her and in her work.

As Tiffany drove, she recalled that awkward first conversation between them.

"Hi! I'm Tiffany.. I didn't mean to stalk you or anything.. I-" Tiffany stuttered out sheepishly, realising how weird the whole scene must've looked to Taeyeon.

"Hi.. I already know who you are" Taeyeon said softly before reaching over to a small table where she pulled out a piece of paper and handed it to Tiffany.

Tiffany gasped and put her hand over mouth as her eyes widened while she stared at the breathtakingly beautiful drawing of her that Taeyeon had drawn.

"I'm Taeyeon.. it's nice to meet you.. it's nice to meet someone" Taeyeon said with a goofy chuckle.

Tiffany looked up at her and gave a cheerful eyesmile, realising she had made a new friend in Taeyeon.

Thinking of how they were, how they used to be, brought a lump to Tiffany's throat. The past ten years flashed through her mind and she recalled how she and Taeyeon had attended college together.

Tiffany had studied to be a classical pianist and she was now renowned in her profession, playing in the Seoul Philharmonic Orchestra for the past six years.

Taeyeon of course, studied art and went on to become one of Seoul's most successful and respected independent artists.

They both believed in their work and took pride in what they produced, at least that's what Tiffany thought, until the last year or two.

Tiffany pulled up to the driveway of Taeyeon's stylish apartment block. She took in a deep breath as she pulled the key out of the ignition and got out of the car, not knowing what to expect. She straightened out her black leather skirt and lace top and threw her beige-coloured faux-fur coat over her shoulders before taking the elevator up to Taeyeon's apartment.

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