Killers: Taeyeon

Taeyeon: 6

I told Jeong-su I'll give him his necklace back once he's in the city. I just saw him nod. For now, the only help I could give him is the accomodation in this resort since Seohyun told me she'll take care of it, and the transportation back to the city. Again, courtesy of Seohyun.

Seohyun's been busy in her resort, too. Now that she knew about how disinterested Kris is with the business, she's busier than ever. But she made us stay here for a week. I just let it go since she's needed here. Her mom is actually a bit strict. Kinda like my dad.

Tiffany and I decided to party since we'll go home this saturday. I changed into my loose, dip-dyed shirt and white shorts. I wore the most comfortable slipper I brought and knocked on Tiffany's room. She told me to come in, so I did.

She's applying make up on her face. She's really pretty, I admit. Between the three of us, I think Tiffany is the prettiest, then Seohyun, then me. I don't even think I should be classified under the adjective "pretty". But many people thinks I am.

I lied on her bed and closed my eyes. I waited for her to finish. When she was done, she tapped my knee and I stood up. We went to the pool since the party is held there. We saw a bunch of foreigners and locals partying here.

We grabbed drinks as we went towards the dancefloor. I just let Tiffany dance like crazy since I know she misses Edison. I looked at that one particular person that was eyeing Tiffany, but he seems harmless. Tiffany and I drank a lot, so I started feeling a bit tipsy.

I left her on the dancefloor. She can handle alcohol better than I could, so I'm confident she'll make be alive. I looked at my phone, which seemed to be full of Chanyeol's unanswered calls. I feel like throwing up, so I quickly ran somewhere far.

As I bent to let everything out, I felt someone pat my back. I wanted to face that person, but the vomit already came out, so I just threw it all up. When I was done, I faced that person. It was a guy. I smiled at him even though it's dark and walked away from him.

I started walking back towards my room, but I fell. I couldn't even feel my legs! This is great! Not only am I drunk, I can't walk, too! Damn! I tried to massage my feet, but it's numb, probably from all that alcohol consumption. I just felt someone carry me. I tried to open my eyes and see who this is, even though it's really, really dark. The next thing I knew, I was lying on my bed, then that person turned off the lights.

"I'm going to get your friend." This voice is familiar, but I can't point out who.

*

I opened my eyes and looked around. I noticed the figure sleeping on the one-seater couch. I got up so I could wake Chanyeol up. I saw him open his eyes, then looked around. He stood up, and I am now looking up to this tall person. He scratched the back of his head and smiled shyly.

"I'm sorry, Taeyeon. I fell asleep." He said, and I nodded.

"Thanks for bringing me here last night." I said, and I saw his dumbfounded expression.

"A-ah, that. No problem." He said and smiled at me.

"What are you doing here, anyway?" I had to ask him.