Tiffany X Sehun Parade

Salvatore

Author's Note: as per usual, you guys know that my oneshot will be like a fuckn novel turned into one. In other words... damn long!

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Birds in a cage are beautiful. You can see them everyday, singing, dancing, doing what it likes in the cage.

The bird seems content, for it is fed, and bathe, and groomed well. In other way, the bird should be thankful for the owner.

That's what Tiffany's Father feels.

He is a successful businessman. A very powerful man in Korea. Money flows into his bank account like a stream of water. He never think about poverty even once.

Tiffany is his delicate bird.

Ever since he lost his wife, she is his life. His oxygen. His entire life purpose.

His wife died when she delivers baby Tiffany. Died when giving birth sounds awful. And that's what Tiffany's Father feels.

He looked at the tiny baby in his arms, and swore to her to always protect her.

He might take it too far.

Tiffany, his little bird, is caged in a golden cage.

A very impressive mansion.

With a wide garden, and wide everything.

Anything she want, she can get it.

But there's only few things money can buy.

"Appa, can I play outside? I saw from the rooftop children are playing on the park not far from here" she said one night when she was still seven years old. Never have a friend.

"Your Nanny have a girl the same age as yours. I'll ask her to take her here" her Father nods and little Tiffany can't be happier.

Until she knows the girl is horrid.

Her first friend is so happy with the mansion that she went berserk. She sometimes trashed a whole room, or broke something. And she point finger at little Tiffany that she was punished.

But her Father is not stupid. His Tiffany doesn't just change in a day.

He blamed the Nanny's daughter because she influenced Tiffany in a way. Her Mother was fired.

And so Tiffany feels how having a friend feels.

A burden. Tiring. A mountain of lies. A bunch of dissapointment.

And her Father agreed.

She then spend her life inside the mansion. Home-schooled. She goes outside with a bunch of bodyguards and a nanny.

She always sees people with their friends or significant other. Looking like they're happy and content. Tiffany knows that they are all liar. They'll be crying soon.

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"You're in high school now. You'll change your teacher" Her Father called her at one night to his room.

Tiffany and her Father are laying down on the bed. Tiffany hugging him.

She put her head on his chest.

"It won't be Miss Boa again?" She asks in disbelief. Boa is her favorite teacher ever. Tiffany feels like how having friends feel is supposed to be like how she feels with Boa, but she knows it is only teacher-student relation ship. She knows all along it will come to an end.

"She only teach middle school." Her Father continues while sighing. He never like to tell sad things to his only daughter.

"Who will it be then?" Tiffany asks curiously while playing with the hem of her Father's pajamas.