Killers: Taeyeon

Taeyeon: 8

I could not forget how Chanyeol kissed my cheek. Was he telling the truth? Did he actually start liking me? I mean, sure, I know I'm beautiful, I am a great singer and all, but I'm not as nice as everyone would want me to be. I am mean, and I am not smart. As a matter of fact, I'd classify myself as a dumb person. But this sudden confession made my heart flutter.

I like him, though. That's true. But it's too early for me to say I'm in love with him. I don't even want to jump into conclusions. I am curious about many things, though. When did he start liking me? Or if he truly likes me? What if his dad made him tell me that so I'd like him, too. And his girlfriend. Gosh! I wish I could ask all these things to him.

"Hey." I felt him hug me from behind.

I faced him. "Hi!" I smiled at him, and I felt his hand trying to intertwine with mine.

"Let's go somewhere." He said, and showed me his car.

"Where?"

"It's a surprise. But pack your bags, though. Your dad said I can take you for the week." He laughed, and I was surprised. My dad?

I did as I was told. I don't know what's with Chanyeol, but like Seohyun, you can never say no. But unlike Seohyun, Chanyeol is more open, a bit louder and out-going. I tried to reach for my slippers under the bed when I noticed the box Jeong-su gave me a few weeks ago. I took it out. I never had the chance to return it to him, though,

I just placed it back and continued packing. When I was finished, I saw Chanyeol sitting on our couch. He was facing his phone. As I went closer, I could see how glum his expression is. But when he noticed me, he returned to his old, happy self. Wow. What a quick shift of emotion.

"Let's go?" He said and took my bags.

He's really being romantic. I'm not complaining, though. I mean, we might end up together. I'll just go with the flow. Besides, if this meant forgiveness from my father, then I'd let it happen. I'd let us- Chanyeol and I- happen.

As I sat on the front seat of his car, I felt my phone vibrate. I checked the message from the unregistered number. It's Baekhyun. I know I said I'll give Chanyeol a chance, so I should tell Baekhyun to back off.

Baekhyun: Can we go on a date?

Me: Baekhyun, I have a boyfriend.

Baekhyun: Well, may the best man win.

I don't know what's with him, but I don't like it. I know I did something terrible to him in the past, but that was an accident, and I am sorry for it. But I don't think he should flirt with me. I'm not afraid of him being ugly or anything. I'm not that shallow, but I don't even know him that well.

"What's bothering you?" I heard Chanyeol suddenly speak up.

"Ah, it's nothing." I lied. "So where are we going, really?"

"Okay, I'll tell you, but you won't be surprised." He sighed. "I'm going to take you to Oreo."

"Oreo?" I don't know what he's talking about.

"An island nearby." He replied cooly.

"You own an island!?" Amazing!

"Something like that." He said casually, like an island isn't a big thing. "My mom bought it for me, though."

"Woah!" I said and smiled. "Amazing."

"Since it's not a surprise anymore, I'll just let you take pictures on the way." He said, so I smiled even wider and took out my phone.

He played some of his compositions on the stereo, and I love those. But the singer in his tracks... His voice is familiar. It feels like I've heard it before. But it's okay. I don't really mind. When he said we're almost there, I started taking pictures of every view we pass by.

I even took pictures of him driving. He would occasionally throw peace signs to let me know he's aware that I am photographing him. Of course, I took pictures of myself, as well. But I got bored with my face, so I kept on taking pictures of Chanyeol. He would just smile or pose occasionally.

When we arrived, the staff took my bags to the wooden cabin nearby. It's very pretty, though. When we both entered the cabin, most of the ornaments were wooden. Even the chairs. But I can tell those are comfortable to sit on.

Chanyeol lead me to a room. It was beautiful. There was a king-sized bed in the middle of the room. And there's a bedside table, a couch and a wide window. I stepped towards the window. I am really giddy right now. And looking at the view right now, the sea is so blue, and the sand is so white! This is amazing!

I heard him talk to the caretaker outside, so I just let him. I lied down the bed and took out my phone. Baekhyun did not text again. That's good. I should focus on Chanyeol. He's my boyfriend, after all.

I took a bunch of selfies just so I could have a remembrance of this place. I took photos of the sea, even the room. I heard someone knock on my door. And I looked at Chanyeol who is leaning against the door, smiling at me.

"You like it?" He smiled cheekily.

"I love it!" I said and smiled back at him. "Thanks for bringing me here."

"Well, if you want to take a dip, you can always choose between the beach or the indoor pool." He said, and I nodded.

The beach is really tempting, so when Chanyeol closed the door, I immediately went through one of my bags and took out my white bikini top and white shorts. I quickly changed, and even wore my white slipper. After a few minutes, I went to the beach.

I walked until the water level was on my stomach. If this was not owned by Chanyeol, and there are tourists here right now, they might think I'm an idiot, but I'm enjoying my time alone. I don't even know why I like being alone. I guess I just got used to it.

I saw someone put a glass of juice on the table near the chair I was occupying. I just let them, then swam for a while. I guess I went a little far because I almost couldn't feel the seabed. Good thing I can swim. I swam towards the shore and drank the juice that was placed on the table.

I lied on the sand, closing my eyes for a little while. This is really relaxing. But when we get back, I still have to return Jeong-su's necklace, and I also need to study harder so I could pass this damn subject that I keep on failing. Then there's Baekhyun. With these thoughts in my mind, I don't think I'll ever have a break. How I wish time would stop when I am resting.