“Congratulations, Tiffany!”
                              “Thank you!”
                              “Unnie, congratulations! I’ll miss you!”
                              “Sobs.”
                              “Ya, stop crying! It’s your wedding day, for god sake!”
                              “I’m going to miss you so much!”
                              “I thought it’d be good riddance for you?”
                              “YA! You’re my little sister whether you like it or not!”
                              “Of course I like it! Seriously, I’m going to miss you so much too!”
                              “I think I might miss you doing pranks on me.”
                              “Can I do it to you for one last time?”
                              “NO! Not on my wedding day!”
                              “Hey!! You made it!”
                              “Yeah, can you stop being so hyperactive? It’s not your wedding!”
                              “I haven’t seen you for a month and you’re going anal with me!”
                              “It’s your sister’s wedding so keep it down, Im Yoona.”
                              “Shut up!”
                              “Yuri, you came!”
                              “Hey, congratulations, Tiffany.”
                              “Thanks!”
                              “This is for you.”
                              “This is a...?”
                              “It’s a wedding gift from me.”
                              “Oh, thank you!”
                              (The groom was looking for the bride as his parents would like to introduce her to his family.)
                              “How are you doing?”
                              “I’m fine.”
                              “I’m sorry.”
                              “I’m alright, Sica.”
                              “If you need me, just let me know.”
                              “Thanks.”
                              (She watched the bride and the groom kissed. It hurt. It really hurt. Somehow she knew it was not going to be a happy ending for her but she loved the bride anyway.)
                              “Be happy, Tiffany. Please be happy.”
                              She wished sincerely.
                              *
                              “KWON YURI!”
                              The tall girl snapped out of her thoughts. Her heart jumped and she quickly turned to find her best friend was playfully grinning at her.
                              “What was that for?!”
                              “You were in a complete different world from me. I have been standing here for the last 10 minutes and you didn’t even blink your eyes.”
                              “So you decided to give me a heart attack?”
                              “Well it works. You woke up instantly.”
                              Yuri leaned and smacked Yoona on her arm; greeted with a yelp. The girl rolled her eyes at Yuri.
                              “You’re late, by the way.”
                              Yuri pointed to her watch.
                              “I was here for the last 10 minutes so technically I wasn’t. You were just too engrossed with whatever you had in mind to not even notice my presence.”
                                      
                                   
                                              
                                           
                                               
                                                  