Killers: Taeyeon

Taeyeon: 10

[A/N: Please listen to the song 'Closer' by Taeyeon, it's an OST for the drama "To The Beautiful You".]

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I feel so torn between Seohyun and Tiffany. I feel like crying, too. But I held it in. I don't want them to think I'm taking someone's side. I want to keep them both. I can do that, right?

"Seo... Let's talk about it." I said. I saw her scowl, but went inside anyway.

"What do you want me to say?" She asked us, but it felt like she was provoking us.

"Why didn't you tell us... you had a boyfriend?" Tiffany said in between her sobs.

I heard Seohyun laugh. "Is this the issue? My boyfriend!?" We didn't speak. I am at loss for words. I'm not sure with Tiffany, though. "He's not my boyfriend. He's just a friend."

"Then why were you..." Tiffany's disgusted expression was obvious. "I mean, since when did you start interacting with poor people?"

"We've been friends way before I met you." She said that with disappointment in her voice. "He's my childhood friend."

"But... you were kissing." Tiffany's voice is almost pleading.

"That's normal for us." Seohyun is now calm. "Let's not talk about him anymore, okay? I wish this is the last time we'll talk about him."

"Seohyun's right." I agreed. "I mean, that's her private life. I understand that of course, she's our best friend, so it's normal for us to know whatever happens to each other. But let's respect her privacy." I looked at Tiffany, who slowly nodded.

"I'm sorry, Seo." Tiffany went to Seohyun's side and hugged her.

I also went towards them, and we both hugged Seohyun. "Let's not talk about this ever again, okay!?"

"Okay." Tiffany said and we all went to Tiffany's bed.

*

When I got home, one of the maids handed me a bouquet of roses. I asked her who it was from, but she said it was just delivered. I just shrugged, then went to my room with the flowers. I sat on my bed and looked for a card or something. I heard my phone ring, and I answered it after seeing Chanyeol's name.

"Hey..." He called. "I'm sorry for not taking you home."

"No, it's fine." I said, then smiled. "Is this why you sent me flowers?"

"Flowers?" I could sense confusion. I panicked. I quickly looked for a card from this bouquet. Isn't this from him? I felt something, then I took it out. It is indeed a card.

"Ah, sorry. It's from my cousin." But of course, it's a lie. It's from Baekhyun.

"Are you sure?" He asked.

"Yeah, it's actually from Wendy's mom." I had to mention my cousin's name. I'm sorry, Wendy!

"I see." He said and then fell silent.

"What's wrong?"

"Nothing. I just miss you." He said that and ended the call.

I feel bad about lying to Chanyeol. I really like him, but Baekhyun won't stop for anything. Damn it! I quickly dialled his number. I waited for him to pick up, but he won't! I dialed again, hoping he'd pick up. But same thing happened. Last This one's the last. If he won't pick up, I will tell Chanyeol about it.

"Miss me?" He said wryly.

"No." I blankly replied. "Stop sending me flowers, just stop doing anything that would lead to me."

"Why? Didn't like the roses?" What the heck!?

"I don't like this at all! Stop whatever you're doing, Baekhyun!" I said and ended the call.

"Ma'am... Are you going to eat here?" One of our maids knocked while asking that question.

"Is dad home?" I asked.

"No, ma'am. He's on a business trip." She replied.

"Okay. I'll eat here." I told her that, and then the room was filled with silence.

I went outside and saw Baekhyun sitting on our couch. I was so taken aback that I went inside my room. I checked if there's something on my face. I even changed my clothes. Why is he here? I went back outside, and he was still sitting with his legs crossed. I quickly went to his side and stared at him blankly.

"What are you doing?" I asked, and I saw him get startled. He quickly recovered and gave me a wide smile.

"I'm here to take you out on a date." He said and grabbed my hand. "Let's go!"

"Baekhyun!" I called, but he already dragged me out of my house and into his car.

"I promise, this will be fun!" He started driving.

"Baekhyun! Stop!" I kept on yelling, but he wouldn't budge!

He stopped in front of a noraebang, and he went inside a room, still dragging me with him. A guy went inside and turned on the sound system. He went back outside, and it's only me and Baekhyun again.

"Baekhyun..." I called to him.

"Shhh." Suddenly, a music was playing. He started singing this familiar song. Is this real? Why is he singing this to me?

He stopped midway, and he opened his eyes. He walked towards me and handed me the microphone. Does he want me to sing this song? I just stared at the microphone. I can't sing it again. This song is the reason I lost to him a few years ago. This was the song Heechul thought was a terrible song choice.

I saw him nod, then continued singing. He stood in front of me, singing the song with his heart. He would glance at me every once in a while, and he would continue singing. Okay, I admit. I lost to him because he's actually good. I think I'm a so-so singer. But Heechul believed in me too much, that I started believing him, too.

When the song was finished, he handed me the song book and the microphone. I guess I can't leave without singing at least one song. I chose one song that I loved the most. I wish I could sing this to my brother. I just miss his warm hug. Or the time when he used to beat up the guys who would get in my way. I also miss him mocking me when I try to study seriously.

"Haji mothan mari neomu manhayo

Hanbeondo dangshineun deutji mothaetjiman

Nae ape boyeojin nugungal aneunal

Saranghan geureon sarameun anieyo"

I could feel Baekhyun staring at me right now, and it's making me feel uncomfortable. But I continued singing anyway.

"Geudaeman naye jeonbuingeolyo

I sarang hooen nan jal moreugetseoyo

Aju eorinaiga hangsang geurohadeuti

Deo gakkai deo ddaseuhi annajullaeyo

Deo gakkai

Deo ddaseuhi

Annajullaeyo"

The music stopped, and the both of us were silent. I heard him clap. I looked at him and smiled. Okay, I admit. It feels nice singing again after a long time. It feels refreshing, and nostalgic. Also, now that I'm older, I finally understand why I lost to this guy.

"Cheers to us!" He handed me a glass full of orange liquid. "Don't worry. It's a juice." He smiled at me, and I just nodded.