After the incident at Babeans, we went straight to our school. Me an Yul have different classes because we weren't same course but there's one subject that slipped... English.

Actually, I don't like that subject and also, Art. I'm kinda impeccable with those subjects but that doesn't mean, I like it.

Art. I like drawing new designs but I don't like art. Painting, being artistic and making those abstract shit, really drudging and monotonous.

Very unfortunately, those subject are on my afternoon classes and it'll be forever.

I slumped myself in the chair and slouched. I still remember what happened at Babeans, well, she trespassed my idle brain and occupied most of my mind.

Yes, still her... The petite girl, the barista, and that, I thought, discourteous human slash Korean girl.

Okay stop talking non-sense Tiffany Hwang.

But my infalted interest needs to be noticed and paid. I want to know her, I want her to be always near me, I want her to talk err... Why doesn't she talk? What's her reason?

I want to involve myself to her and I want her to be part of my life as well.

I exhaled heavily trying to move out my crazy thoughts about her but nothing dismissed.

She still on my mind. Fucking shit.

Then it hit me hard, I just met her!I didn't even know her name. Why am I being like this? 

Pretty odd.

A fake cough popped her image in my mind and I came back to reality, I looked at my right side and saw a guy. He's handsome and he smiled at me.

"H-hi," he greeted shyly.

He approached me, he deserve a smile too so I gave him small but I didn't say anything.

Awkward silence made me uncomfortable then I mentally slapped ny forehead.

What the fuck Tiffany? You're not mute like her! What? You got influenced by that girl? I scolded myself, I knew I needed that.

The guy scratched his head, I forced an eye smile to him.

He cleared his throat maybe to break his nervousness, I could sense it. No biggie Iggy.

"I'm Nick, what's your name?" He gave me a hand proposing a handshake.

I held it gladly and shook a few before letting it go "Tiffany," I answered.

He nodded, he opened his mouth and tried to say a word but our professor butted in class.

Saved by my Prof. Lucky me.

This guy don't know me yet and I think he likes me but am not interested.

I like girls.

You like a girl. My subconscious chimed in and I just rolled my eyes with that.

First day of my last year in school sucks.

My professor commenced already with whatever lesson it was, even if I tried to listen, it was utterly futile. How pathetic am I? I can't get her out of my mind!

I was staring into space, my mind settled just with her flashes of images.

This kind of circumstance was unhealthy, too bad for me.

Just few ticks of the clock, finally, thank goodness... it's my lunch break. I need it for this horrible portion of my beleaguered scene in life.

I mean, this was so unusual to me. I can't accept the fact that this was happening . I was like, involuntarily wrapped myself on her finger.

Head over heels to her.

I went to the canteen diving myself in the sea of people, I'm not really hungry but I'm looking for Yuri.

I saw her with a girl and only few inches more, I'm sure they would exchange faces.

Shit. 

Obviously, flirting with some random girl. I know Yul very well and I'm so outta here.

I need air to breathe.

And there's only one place that crossed my mind, rooftop so I went straight there stomping my sluggish feet, I'm not in the mood for everything. 

I opened the door of the rooftop revealing its empty space. Thankfully, it's vacant and the weather's giving favor to me.

I welcomed myself as I stepped out and closed the door behind, I could feel the cold breeze met my foreign face. This was so good, my mood raised a bit.

I lifted my hands above my head and turned around, I shut my eyes feeling the puff of air around me. The corners of my lips stretched upward, I feel free and energized again.

Maybe I shouldn't think of that girl again because she's absorbing my energy.

Then it all ceased when I heard a thud, I opened my eyes and in reflex, gazed at the direction where I assumed heard of it.

I froze feeling the swarm in my stomach. I peered at the person as my heart was thumping hard, gosh, I could hear it inside me.

How could that possible? Am I hallucinating or imagining this?

The petite girl bent down as she took the sticky notes on the floor, she timidly glanced at me then stood straight.

I gaped at her, she's really here in front of me. I thought she's working at Babeans?

I tried to compose myself again shutting my mouth, oh shit, that's embarrassing! She saw me gawking at her! I want the floor to open up and swallow me whole.

Awkwardly, I walked near to her. She bowed her head but she steals few glances on me. I can't help but to smile. Don't ask me why because I don't know what's happening to me right?

I assured and corrected myself when she's not around, she's getting my energy but when she's here near me, she's making me hyper.

I cleared my throat realizing that maybe, the guy who approached me earlier in class felt the same way but mine was different, I know this feeling  was different.

"Um... H-hi, so... wh-what are you d-doing here?" I asked to start a conversation and I mentally cursed because I remember she don't talk.

I sighed.

I glanced at her and panicked, she's staring at me! No! Really! She's staring at me!

I tensed, I don't know what to do! I bit my lower trembling lip. My inside was alarmed and distracted.

"Shit," I unconsciously mumbled.

"Wh-what's your name?" I asked again. I wanted it so badly but how can I talk to her?

I silently sighed again, I'm hopeless as I lower my head, I stared at the floor.

Suddenly, my heart went wild when I felt warm hand held mine and lifted it. She gave a note to me then she immediately let go of my hand and stepped back once.

I read it "My name is Taeyeon."

Taeyeon... her name reverberated in my mind.

I need to know why she's here, I rummaged in my bag and took a notebook and pen. I quickly write my question while scribbling words on my notebook. I felt a light smack on my head, she threw a crumpled note to me.

I looked at her quizzically then she glanced at the crumpled paper on the floor signaling me to pick it up.

I closed my notebook and picked it then opened it.

I read it again in mind "I'm not deaf. I can hear you, I just don't talk..."

My face turned crimson red, I feel so dumb right now.

My mind isn't working right...

"Oh fvcking shit, I'm so sorry... I didn't know," I looked at her apologetically.

She giggled and wrote something on her sticky note then she gave it to me.

I read it "You always cuss, bad habit."

Then she wrote another one, this gave me a chance to stare at her, I stared at her with full of admiration as I scrutinized her from head to toes. It took almost a minute before she handed a note to me.

"Thank you for helping me with that grumpy customer at Babeans. I was scared but you protected me, thank you. And I'm here because I'm studying here. I'm working student. What's your name anyway?" I smiled looking like a fool reading her note.

I forgot that she's watching me, she giggled but there's no sound.

She's really beautiful, no joke.

"Oh... um, that's nothing. I'm glad to help you. That guy is son of a bi... b-bucket." No more cussing Tiffany. "And my name is Tiffany."

She scribbled on her note then handed it to me "What are you doing here?"

Because of you, you're stressing me. I thought. 

I bit my tongue trying hard to suppress myself from laughing.

"Chilling, I just need some air," she nodded.

We continued to get to know each other. I've learned that she's taking Fine Arts, same year and same age, only few months gap. She also told me that she's living alone in a apartment near at Babeans, it means she's just near to mine.

I told her that I'm from California and I'm just an exchange student here taking Fashion Designing.

I'm comfortable with her but my heart beat crazily fast when she's glancing on me. I totally forgot the time and our lunch break was almost over.

She handed me her last note for this afternoon "I enjoyed your company, thank you Tiffany. So, are we friends now?"

I looked up meeting her gaze, she's waiting for my answer.

I sighed and made a straight face "Taeyeon, I'm comfortable with you..." I admitted and her face lit up "But sorry, I don't want to be your friend."

Taeyeon's face fell down, she looked very disappointed.

I smirked and stole a kiss from her, I pecked her right cheek. Apparently, her face reddened with my sudden silly action.

"Because I think I like you and... I don't want to be just your friend," I blurted out. I'm just being honest regardless of her preferences.

What if she's straight girl? And what if she rejected me on the spot, right here and right now?

I didn't mind that.

No matter what the consequences of my words, I will stand for it. I want her to know my intention and it's not a bad thing.

Then she wrote on her sticky note then put it on my forehead.

I gulped. 

I hope she didn't reject me, I prayed silently.

Then she tiptoed and kissed the note on my forehead, my world stopped for that moment.

Taeyeon stared at me with our faces were just few inches apart. Oh gosh, she might give me heart attack!

I was dumbfounded and my heart was dribbling hard in my chest.

I took the note on my forehead and read it in mind.

A sweet smile crept on my face "You're so cute Tiffany."

I didn't notice that someone came, a guy, he put his arm around Taeyeon's shoulders and kissed her crown.

I frowned and felt something in my stomach plummeted. 

I found it hard to breathe.

No way, this guy...

He's the one who approached me earlier.

Nick.

Bullshhh... bull spit!

*****

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Thank you guys, I hope that you will like this story too!

- Naru