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It was winter in Seoul, the ground were covered by white snow. It's so cold that I could feel my body shivered... but somehow I managed to meet you. That day, hey Taeyeon, did you remember?

I'm a kind of person who believes in fate, so I think this is what we meant to be. Even you may take it as a joke because we are different...far different, I wonder... hey Taeyeon, do you believe love at the first sigh?

Flash back~

(Tiffany's POV)

I was walking on the street alone, it's a stupid idea that I chose to walk instead of taking a taxi but I just want to think about everything that happened to me. I ran away from home to catch my dream... my dream that want to be a singer. I felt lost, but only music can calm me down. It's just like a magic that can make me feel happy. Yeah, I ran away... from the State and came to my home country, Korea. I don't even use the language well but I don't care, actually I never care about anything that bother me. I just do what I want to do. I have this motto with me, "Follow my dream", Yes... I believe in it. My dream.

"I CAN DO IT!!! I CAN DO IT!!!"

I heard someone scream out loud on the bridge I just passed. I turned back and saw a girl standing there.

She was shorter than me. I saw her looked at my direction. Her eyes were soft, it's full of mysterious. I looked confused and then I smiled to her. She didn't smile to me back but she just walked away.

I stared at her back for a minute, disappointed. Well, you can't expect someone to be friendly with a stranger.

So, I continued walking. I stopped in front of an old building. I live there; I just decided to rent it this morning. My room is in the 9

th

floor, no lift; I suppose to walk by the stair. That's why it is cheap. It was tiring but I am happy. Somehow I think this is like I am walking to reach my dream, even its difficult but one day I will reach its destiny.

When I reach the 9

th

floor, I go to my room, 999, I don't know why but I really like number 9, its seem special to me. They said lucky number 7 but for me, 9 is my lucky number.

I saw a note stick in front of my door-

I'm sorry to inform you late, but I can't do anything now. Please forgive me; you have to move tomorrow because this room is belong to someone else already. She will come tomorrow morning. For your money, I will pay you back tomorrow too. I'm really sorry again young lady.

- Uncle Lee

My eyes went wide, what is this meaning?

I unlocked the door and went inside the room. So bad that I don't have his number. I really want to ask him what is going on? I already rent this room, so why he ask me to leave!! My head hurt again. I need to sleep, tomorrow problem will solve. I won't make it easy for sure.

The next day...

Someone knocked on my door. Well, I'm really lazy to get up. But that sound won't go away, so only way to clear it down, open it. I got up from my bed and went to open the door.

There I saw, a girl looking at me, she looks familiar to me somehow.

And there an old man that suppose to be the owner of this building come inside. He awkwardly smiled to me,

"Did you read the note yet?"

I nodded, just then I realized something.

"Wait, how can this happen? I already paid you isn't it? Why you want me to leave?"

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⏰ Last updated: Mar 05, 2016 ⏰

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